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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Lunger</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jack would laugh an' joke all day;<br>Never saw a lad so gay;<br>Singin' like a medder lark,<br>Loaded to the Plimsoll mark<br>With God's sunshine was that boy;<br>Had a strangle-holt on Joy.<br>Held his head 'way up in air,<br>Left no callin' cards on Care;<br>Breezy, buoyant, brave and true;<br>Sent his sunshine out to you;<br>Cheerfulest when clouds was black --<br> Happy Jack! Oh, Happy Jack!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sittin' in my shack alone<br>I could hear him in his own,<br>Singin' far into the night,<br>Till it didn't seem just right<br>One man should corral the fun,<br>Live his life so in the sun;<br>Didn't seem quite natural<br>Not to have a grouch at all;<br>Not a trouble, not a lack --<br> Happy Jack! Oh, Happy Jack!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was plumbful of good cheer<br>Till he struck that low-down year;<br>Got so thin, so little to him,<br>You could most see day-light through him.<br>Never was his eye so bright,<br>Never was his cheek so white.<br>Seemed as if somethin' was wrong,<br>Sort o' quaver in his song.<br>Same old smile, same hearty voice:<br>&quot;Bless you, boys! let's all rejoice!&quot;<br>But old Doctor shook his head:<br>&quot;Half a lung,&quot; was all he said.<br>Yet that half was surely right,<br>For I heard him every night,<br>Singin', singin' in his shack --<br> Happy Jack! Oh, Happy Jack!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then one day a letter came<br>Endin' with a female name;<br>Seemed to get him in the neck,<br>Sort o' pile-driver effect;<br>Paled his lip and plucked his breath,<br>Left him starin' still as death.<br>Somethin' had gone awful wrong,<br>Yet that night he sang his song.<br>Oh, but it was good to hear!<br>For there clutched my heart a fear,<br>So that I quaked listenin'<br>Every night to hear him sing.<br>But each day he laughed with me,<br>An' his smile was full of glee.<br>Nothin' seemed to set him back --<br> Happy Jack! Oh, Happy Jack!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then one night the singin' stopped . . .<br>Seemed as if my heart just flopped;<br>For I'd learned to love the boy<br>With his gilt-edged line of joy,<br>With his glorious gift of bluff,<br>With his splendid fightin' stuff.<br>Sing on, lad, and play the game!<br>O dear God! . . . no singin' came,<br>But there surged to me instead --<br>Silence, silence, deep and dread;<br>Till I shuddered, tried to pray,<br>Said: &quot;He's maybe gone away.&quot;<br>Oh, yes, he had gone away,<br>Gone forever and a day.<br>But he'd left behind him there,<br>In his cabin, pinched and bare,<br>His poor body, skin and bone,<br>His sharp face, cold as a stone.<br>An' his stiffened fingers pressed<br>Somethin' bright upon his breast:<br>Locket with a silken curl,<br>Poor, sweet portrait of a girl.<br>Yet I reckon at the last<br>How defiant-like he passed;<br>For there sat upon his lips<br>Smile that death could not eclipse;<br>An' within his eyes lived still<br>Joy that dyin' could not kill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' now when the nights are long,<br>How I miss his cheery song!<br>How I sigh an' wish him back!<br> Happy Jack! Oh, Happy Jack!</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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Never saw a lad so gay;
Singin' like a medder lark,
Loaded to the Plimsoll mark
With God's sunshine was that boy;
Had a strangle-holt on Joy.
Held his head 'way up in air,
Left no callin' cards on Care;
Breezy, b..."></div>
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