<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507084" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Careers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Father is quite the greatest poet <br>    That ever lived anywhere. <br>You say you’re going to write great music— <br>    I chose that first: it’s unfair. <br>Besides, now I can’t be the greatest painter and <br>        do Christ and angels, or lovely pears <br>        and apples and grapes on a green dish, <br>        or storms at sea, or anything lovely, <br>Because that’s been taken by Claire. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s stupid to be an engine-driver,<br>    And soldiers are horrible men. <br>I won’t be a tailor, I won’t be a sailor, <br>    And gardener’s taken by Ben. <br>It’s unfair if you say that you’ll write great <br>        music, you horrid, you unkind (I sim- <br>        ply loathe you, though you are my <br>        sister), you beast, cad, coward, cheat, <br>        bully, liar! <br>Well? Say what’s left for me then! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But we won’t go to your ugly music.<br>    (Listen!) Ben will garden and dig, <br>And Claire will finish her wondrous pictures <br>    All flaming and splendid and big. <br>And I’ll be a perfectly marvellous carpenter, <br>        and I’ll make cupboards and benches<br>        and tables and ... and baths, and <br>        nice wooden boxes for studs and <br>        money, <br>And you’ll be jealous, you pig!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Graves">Robert Graves</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=507084" data-title="Careers de Robert Graves" data-description="Father is quite the greatest poet     That ever lived anywhere. You say you’re going to write great music—     I chose that first: it’s unfair. Besides, now I can’t be the greatest painter and         do Christ and ang..."></div> </div> </div>

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