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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449929" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fragments</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am the monarch of the Sea,<br>The ruler of the Queen's Navee,--<br>When at anchor here I ride,<br>My bosom swells with pride,<br>And I snap my fingers at a foeman's taunts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And so do his sisters, and his cousins, and his aunts<br>His sisters and his cousins!<br>Whom he reckons by the dozens,<br>And his aunts!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'I am the lowliest tar<br>That sails the water.<br>And you, proud maiden, are<br>My captain's daughter.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'Refrain, audacious tar.<br>Your suit from pressing;<br>Remember what you are,<br>And whom addressing.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For I am called Little Buttercup,--dear Little Buttercup,<br>Though I never could tell why;<br>But still I'm called Buttercup,--poor Little Buttercup,<br>Sweet Little Buttercup I!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fair moon, to thee I sing<br>Bright regent of the heavens;<br>Say, why is every thing<br>Either at sixes or at sevens!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He is an Englishman!<br>For he himself has said it,<br>And it's greatly to his credit<br>That he is an Englishman.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louisa+May+Alcott">Louisa May Alcott</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449929" data-title="Fragments de Louisa May Alcott" data-description="I am the monarch of the Sea, The ruler of the Queen's Navee,-- When at anchor here I ride, My bosom swells with pride, And I snap my fingers at a foeman's taunts. And so do his sisters, and his cousins, and his aunts His sisters and his cousins!..."></div> </div> </div>
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