<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jackdaw</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">ALOOF from his tribe<br>On the elm-tree's top,<br>A jackdaw perched<br>A hand-reach up.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Silent he sat<br>On the branch, nor stirred,<br>And I saw m him<br>A changeling bird.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Grass was worn<br>Round pots and a pan,<br>A flea-bitten horse,<br>And a tilted van,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where tinker's or gypsy's<br>Brats at play<br>Made vagrant's game of<br>Some citizen's way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watched the daw<br>On the branch, beguiled:<br>I saw a vagrant<br>From the wild.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The entail broken<br>What had he?<br>The humour of one<br>Out of his degree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The franchise of one<br>Without kith or kind,<br>And only the pauper's<br>Single mind!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The daws on the elms<br>Kept tribal speech,<br>And he perched there,<br>Within a hand's reach-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He flew; his flight<br>Neither high nor wide<br>Was a vagabond's<br>To a seedman's stride.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A dog on the ground<br>Was rubbing for fleas;<br>Rags were there<br>He fluttered to these:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Held a bright rag up<br>Like a banner won,<br>And went and hid it<br>Behind a stone!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Padraic+Colum">Padraic Colum</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=476304" data-title="Jackdaw de Padraic Colum" data-description="ALOOF from his tribe On the elm-tree's top, A jackdaw perched A hand-reach up. Silent he sat On the branch, nor stirred, And I saw m him A changeling bird. Grass was worn Round pots and a pan, A flea-bitten horse, And a tilted van, Where tinker..."></div> </div> </div>

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