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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508214" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Beachcomber</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I have come with happy heart to sixty years and ten,<br>I'll buy a boat and sail away upon a summer sea;<br>And in a little lonely isle that's far and far from men,<br>In peace and praise I'll spend the days the Gods allow to me.<br>For I am weary of a strife so pitiless and vain;<br>And in a far and fairy isle, bewilderingly bright,<br>I'll learn to know the leap and glow of rapture once again,<br>And welcome every living dawn with wonder and delight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there I'll build a swan-white house above the singing foam,<br>With brooding eaves, where joyously rich roses climb and cling;<br>With crotons in a double row, like wine and honeycomb,<br>And flame trees dripping golden rain, and palms pavilioning.<br>And there I'll let the wind and wave do what they will with me;<br>And I will dwell unto the end with loveliness and joy;<br>And drink from out the crystal spring, and eat from off the tree,<br>As simple as a savage is, as careless as a boy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For I have come to think that Life's a lamentable tale,<br>And all we break our hearts to win is little worth our while;<br>For fame and fortune in the end are comfortless and stale,<br>And it is best to dream and rest upon a radiant isle.<br>So I'll blot out the bitter years of sufferance and scorn,<br>And I'll forget the fear and fret, the poverty and pain;<br>And in a shy and secret isle I'll be a man newborn,<br>And fashion life to heart's desire, and seek my soul again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For when I come with happy heart to sixty years and ten,<br>I fondly hope the best of life will yet remain to me;<br>And so I'll burn my foolish books and break my futile pen,<br>And seek a tranced and tranquil isle, that dreams eternally.<br>I'll turn my back on all the world, I'll bid my friends adieu;<br>Unto the blink I'll leave behind what gold I have to give;<br>And in a jewelled solitude I'll mould my life anew,<br>And nestling close to Nature's heart, I'll learn at last . . . to live.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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I'll buy a boat and sail away upon a summer sea;
And in a little lonely isle that's far and far from men,
In peace and praise I'll spend the days the Gods allow to me.
For I am weary of a s..."></div>
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