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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508715" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Bohemian</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Up in my garret bleak and bare<br>I tilted back on my broken chair,<br>And my three old pals were with me there,<br> Hunger and Thirst and Cold;<br>Hunger scowled at his scurvy mate:<br>Cold cowered down by the hollow grate,<br>And I hated them with a deadly hate<br> As old as life is old.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So up in my garret that's near the sky<br>I smiled a smile that was thin and dry:<br>&quot;You've roomed with me twenty year,&quot; said I,<br> &quot;Hunger and Thirst and Cold;<br>But now, begone down the broken stair!<br>I've suffered enough of your spite . . . so there!&quot;<br>Bang! Bang! I slapped on the table bare<br> A glittering heap of gold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Red flames will jewel my wine to-night;<br>I'll loose my belt that you've lugged so tight;<br>Ha! Ha! Dame Fortune is smiling bright;<br> The stuff of my brain I've sold;<br>Canaille of the gutter, up! Away!<br>You've battened on me for a bitter-long day;<br>But I'm driving you forth, and forever and aye,<br> Hunger and Thirst and Cold.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So I kicked them out with a scornful roar;<br>Yet, oh, they turned at the garret door;<br>Quietly there they spoke once more:<br> &quot;The tale is not all told.<br>It's au revoir, but it's not good-by;<br>We're yours, old chap, till the day you die;<br>Laugh on, you fool! Oh, you'll never defy<br> Hunger and Thirst and Cold.&quot;</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 tilted back on my broken chair,
And my three old pals were with me there,
 Hunger and Thirst and Cold;
Hunger scowled at his scurvy mate:
Cold cowered down by the hollow grate,
And I hated them with a deadly hate
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