<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507092" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dicky</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mother</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, what a heavy sigh!<br>Dicky, are you ailing?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dicky</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even by this fireside, mother,<br>My heart is failing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To-night across the down,<br>Whistling and jolly,<br>I sauntered out from town<br>With my stick of holly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bounteous and cool from sea<br>The wind was blowing,<br>Cloud shadows under the moon<br>Coming and going.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I sang old roaring songs,<br>Ran and leaped quick,<br>And turned home by St. Swithin's<br>Twirling my stick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there as I was passing<br>The churchyard gate<br>An old man stopped me, 'Dicky,<br>You're walking late.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I did not know the man,<br>I grew afeared<br>At his lean lolling jaw,<br>His spreading beard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His garments old and musty,<br>Of antique cut,<br>His body very lean and bony,<br>His eyes tight shut.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, even to tell it now<br>My courage ebbs...<br>His face was clay, mother,<br>His beard, cobwebs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In that long horrid pause<br>'Good-night,' he said,<br>Entered and clicked the gate,<br>'Each to his bed.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mother</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not sigh or fear, Dicky,<br>How is it right<br>To grudge the dead their ghostly dark<br>And wan moonlight?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We have the glorious sun,<br>Lamp and fireside.<br>Grudge not the dead their moonshine<br>When abroad they ride.</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=507092" data-title="Dicky de Robert Graves" data-description="Mother Oh, what a heavy sigh! Dicky, are you ailing? Dicky Even by this fireside, mother, My heart is failing. To-night across the down, Whistling and jolly, I sauntered out from town With my stick of holly. Bounteous and cool from sea The wi..."></div> </div> </div>

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