<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472521" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Reflections of a Proud Pedestrian</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw the curl of his waving lash,<br>And the glance of his knowing eye,<br>And I knew that he thought he was cutting a dash,<br>As his steed went thundering by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he may ride in the rattling gig,<br>Or flourish the Stanhope gay,<br>And dream that he looks exceeding big<br>To the people that walk in the way;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But he shall think, when the night is still,<br>On the stable-boy’s gathering numbers,<br>And the ghost of many a veteran bill<br>Shall hover around his slumbers;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ghastly dun shall worry his sleep,<br>And constables cluster around him,<br>And he shall creep from the wood-hole deep<br>Where their spectre eyes have found him!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ay! gather your reins, and crack your thong,<br>And bid your steed go faster;<br>He does not know, as he scrambles along,<br>That he has a fool for his master;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And hurry away on your lonely ride,<br>Nor deign from the mire to save me;<br>I will paddle it stoutly at your side<br>With the tandem that nature gave me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Wendell+Holmes">Oliver Wendell Holmes</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=472521" data-title="Reflections of a Proud Pedestrian de Oliver Wendell Holmes" data-description="I saw the curl of his waving lash, And the glance of his knowing eye, And I knew that he thought he was cutting a dash, As his steed went thundering by. And he may ride in the rattling gig, Or flourish the Stanhope gay, And dream that he looks ex..."></div> </div> </div>

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