<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To His Verses</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What will ye, my poor orphans, do,<br>When I must leave the world and you;<br>Who'll give ye then a sheltering shed,<br>Or credit ye, when I am dead?<br>Who'll let ye by their fire sit,<br>Although ye have a stock of wit,<br>Already coin'd to pay for it?<br>--I cannot tell: unless there be<br>Some race of old humanity<br>Left, of the large heart and long hand,<br>Alive, as noble Westmorland;<br>Or gallant Newark; which brave two<br>May fost'ring fathers be to you.<br>If not, expect to be no less<br>Ill used, than babes left fatherless.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Herrick">Robert Herrick</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=507494" data-title="To His Verses de Robert Herrick" data-description="What will ye, my poor orphans, do, When I must leave the world and you; Who'll give ye then a sheltering shed, Or credit ye, when I am dead? Who'll let ye by their fire sit, Although ye have a stock of wit, Already coin'd to pay for it? --I cannot..."></div> </div> </div>

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