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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508592" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Property</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The red-roofed house of dream design<br> Looks three ways on the sea;<br>For fifty years I've made it mine,<br> And held it part of me.<br>The pines I planted in my youth<br> Triumpantly are tall . . .<br>Yet now I know with sorry sooth<br> I have to leave it all.<br> <br>Hard-hewn from out the living rock<br> And salty from the tide,<br>My house has braved the tempest shock<br> With hardihood and pride.<br>Each nook is memoried to me;<br> I've loved its every stone,<br>And cried to it exultantly:<br> "My own, my very own!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poor fool! To think that I possess.<br> I have but cannot hold;<br>And all that's mine is less and less<br> My own as I grow old.<br>My home shall ring with childish cheers<br> When I shall leave it lone;<br>My house will bide a hundred years<br> When I am in the bone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas! No thing can be my own:<br> At most a life-long lease<br>Is all I hold, a little loan<br> From Time, that soon will cease.<br>For now by faint and failing breath<br> I feel that I must go . . .<br>Old House! You've never known a death,--<br> Well, now's your hour to know.</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> <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=508592" data-title="Property de Robert William Service" data-description="The red-roofed house of dream design Looks three ways on the sea; For fifty years I've made it mine, And held it part of me. The pines I planted in my youth Triumpantly are tall . . . Yet now I know with sorry sooth I have to leave it all. H..."></div> </div> </div>
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