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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508366" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Grey Gull</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas on an iron, icy day<br>I saw a pirate gull down-plane,<br>And hover in a wistful way<br>Nigh where my chickens picked their grain.<br>An outcast gull, so grey and old,<br>Withered of leg I watched it hop,<br>By hunger goaded and by cold,<br>To where each fowl full-filled its crop.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They hospitably welcomed it,<br>And at the food rack gave it place;<br>It ate and ate, it preened a bit,<br>By way way of gratitude and grace.<br>It parleyed with my barnyard cock,<br>Then resolutely winged away;<br>But I am fey in feather talk,<br>And this is what I heard it say:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;I know that you and all your tribe<br>Are shielded warm and fenced from fear;<br>With food and comfort you would bribe<br>My weary wings to linger here.<br>An outlaw scarred and leather-lean,<br>I battle with the winds of woe:<br>You think me scaly and unclean...<br>And yet my soul you do not know,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;I storm the golden gates of day,<br>I wing the silver lanes of night;<br>I plumb the deep for finny prey,<br>On wave I sleep in tempest height.<br>Conceived was I by sea and sky,<br>Their elements are fused in me;<br>Of brigand birds that float and fly<br>I am the freest of the free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;From peak to plain, from palm to pine<br>I coast creation at my will;<br>The chartless solitudes are mine,<br>And no one seeks to do me ill.<br>Until some cauldron of the sea<br>Shall gulp for me and I shall cease...<br>Oh I have lived enormously<br>And I shall have prodigious peace.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With yellow bill and beady eye<br>This spoke, I think, that old grey gull;<br>And as I watched it Southward fly<br>Life seemed to be a-sudden dull.<br>For I have often held this thought -<br>If I could change this mouldy me,<br>By heaven! I would choose the lot,<br>Of all the gypsy birds, to be<br>A gull that spans the spacious sea.</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 saw a pirate gull down-plane,
And hover in a wistful way
Nigh where my chickens picked their grain.
An outcast gull, so grey and old,
Withered of leg I watched it hop,
By hunger goaded and by cold,
To where each fowl fu..."></div>
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