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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477853" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Garret</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Within a London garret high,<br>Above the roofs and near the sky,<br>My ill-rewarding pen I ply<br>To win me bread.<br>This little chamber, six by four,<br>Is castle, study, den, and more,--<br>Altho' no carpet decks the floor,<br>Nor down, the bed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My room is rather bleak and bare;<br>I only have one broken chair,<br>But then, there's plenty of fresh air,--<br>Some light, beside.<br>What tho' I cannot ask my friends<br>To share with me my odds and ends,<br>A liberty my aerie lends,<br>To most denied.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bore who falters at the stair<br>No more shall be my curse and care,<br>And duns shall fail to find my lair<br>With beastly bills.<br>When debts have grown and funds are short,<br>I find it rather pleasant sport<br>To live 'above the common sort'<br>With all their ills.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I write my rhymes and sing away,<br>And dawn may come or dusk or day:<br>Tho' fare be poor, my heart is gay.<br>And full of glee.<br>Though chimney-pots be all my views;<br>'T is nearer for the winging Muse,<br>So I am sure she 'll not refuse<br>To visit me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Paul+Laurence+Dunbar">Paul Laurence Dunbar</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=477853" data-title="The Garret de Paul Laurence Dunbar" data-description="Within a London garret high, Above the roofs and near the sky, My ill-rewarding pen I ply To win me bread. This little chamber, six by four, Is castle, study, den, and more,-- Altho' no carpet decks the floor, Nor down, the bed. My room is rather..."></div> </div> </div>
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