<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507192" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>True Johnny</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mary: Johnny, sweetheart, can you be true<br>To all those famous vows you've made?<br>Will you love me as I love you<br>Until we both in earth are laid?<br>Or shall the old wives nod and say<br>'His love was only for a day,<br>The mood goes by,<br>His fancies fly,<br>And Mary's left to sigh.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Johnny: Mary, alas, you've hit the truth,<br>And I with grief can but admit<br>Hot-blooded haste controls my youth,<br>My idle fancies veer and flit<br>From flower to flower, from tree to tree,<br>And when the moment catches me<br>Oh, love goes by,<br>Away I fly,<br>And leave my girl to sigh.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mary: Could you but now foretell the day,<br>Johnny, when this sad thing must be,<br>When light and gay you'll turn away<br>And laugh and break the heart in me?<br>For like a nut for true love's sake<br>My empty heart shall crack and break,<br>When fancies fly<br>And love goes by<br>And Mary's left to die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Johnny: When the sun turns against the clock,<br>When Avon waters upward flow,<br>When eggs are laid by barn-door cock,<br>When dusty hens do strut and crow,<br>When up is down, when left is right,<br>Oh, then I'll break the troth I plight,<br>With careless eye<br>Away I'll fly<br>And Mary here shall die.</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=507192" data-title="True Johnny de Robert Graves" data-description="Mary: Johnny, sweetheart, can you be true To all those famous vows you've made? Will you love me as I love you Until we both in earth are laid? Or shall the old wives nod and say 'His love was only for a day, The mood goes by, His fancies fly, And..."></div> </div> </div>

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