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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506925" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Two Tramps in Mud Time</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out of the mud two strangers came<br>And caught me splitting wood in the yard,<br>And one of them put me off my aim<br>By hailing cheerily &quot;Hit them hard!&quot;<br>I knew pretty well why he had dropped behind<br>And let the other go on a way.<br>I knew pretty well what he had in mind:<br>He wanted to take my job for pay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Good blocks of oak it was I split,<br>As large around as the chopping block;<br>And every piece I squarely hit<br>Fell splinterless as a cloven rock.<br>The blows that a life of self-control<br>Spares to strike for the common good,<br>That day, giving a loose my soul,<br>I spent on the unimportant wood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun was warm but the wind was chill.<br>You know how it is with an April day<br>When the sun is out and the wind is still,<br>You're one month on in the middle of May.<br>But if you so much as dare to speak,<br>A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,<br>A wind comes off a frozen peak,<br>And you're two months back in the middle of March.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A bluebird comes tenderly up to alight<br>And turns to the wind to unruffle a plume,<br>His song so pitched as not to excite<br>A single flower as yet to bloom.<br>It is snowing a flake; and he half knew<br>Winter was only playing possum.<br>Except in color he isn't blue,<br>But he wouldn't advise a thing to blossom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The water for which we may have to look<br>In summertime with a witching wand,<br>In every wheelrut's now a brook,<br>In every print of a hoof a pond.<br>Be glad of water, but don't forget<br>The lurking frost in the earth beneath<br>That will steal forth after the sun is set<br>And show on the water its crystal teeth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The time when most I loved my task<br>The two must make me love it more<br>By coming with what they came to ask.<br>You'd think I never had felt before<br>The weight of an ax-head poised aloft,<br>The grip of earth on outspread feet,<br>The life of muscles rocking soft<br>And smooth and moist in vernal heat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out of the wood two hulking tramps<br>(From sleeping God knows where last night,<br>But not long since in the lumber camps).<br>They thought all chopping was theirs of right.<br>Men of the woods and lumberjacks,<br>They judged me by their appropriate tool.<br>Except as a fellow handled an ax<br>They had no way of knowing a fool.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nothing on either side was said.<br>They knew they had but to stay their stay</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And all their logic would fill my head:<br>As that I had no right to play<br>With what was another man's work for gain.<br>My right might be love but theirs was need.<br>And where the two exist in twain<br>Theirs was the better right--agreed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But yield who will to their separation,<br>My object in living is to unite<br>My avocation and my vocation<br>As my two eyes make one in sight.<br>Only where love and need are one,<br>And the work is play for mortal stakes,<br>Is the deed ever really done<br>For Heaven and the future's sakes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Frost">Robert Frost</a><div class=q>
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And caught me splitting wood in the yard,
And one of them put me off my aim
By hailing cheerily &quot;Hit them hard!&quot;
I knew pretty well why he had dropped behind
And let the other go on a way.
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