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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509164" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Fiddle And The Crowd</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHEN the day was at its middle,<br>Tired of limb and slow of pace,<br>Came a fiddler with his fiddle<br>To a crowded market place;<br>Lying, cheating, boasting, bragging,<br>Men and women walked together;<br>Heads were nodding, tongues were wagging,<br>Talk there was of trade and weather,<br>Talk there was of man's enslavement<br>To the tyrants, Toil and Worry;<br>Yet the fiddle on the pavement<br>Minding not the noise and hurry,<br>Singing low and singing loud —<br>Spoke its message to the crowd.<br>Said the fiddle —<br>'Pause and listen;<br>Can't you hear the waters running<br>Down the mossy mountain valleys?<br>Don't you see the lyre-bird sunning<br>Glossy plumes in fronded alleys?<br>Life is glory, life is glamour!'<br>Said the fiddle<br>In the middle<br>Of the tumult and the clamour.<br>Though unheeded seemed the fiddle,<br>Bidding each and all rejoice,<br>When the day was at its middle —<br>Yet beneath its magic voice,<br>Laughing, sobbing, teasing, fretting,<br>Men and women met together,<br>Smiled to find themselves forgetting<br>Troublous thoughts of trade and weather;<br>One bethought him of a cavern<br>Cool and sweet with running water,<br>And another of a tavern<br>And a tavern-keeper's daughter —<br>Ale to drink and lips to kiss —<br>'Twas the fiddle did all this!<br>Said the fiddle —<br>'Hush and hearken<br>To the song that I am singing,<br>For it is a song entrancing.<br>Telling now of gladness ringing,<br>Telling now of children dancing;<br>Life is music, life is glamour.'<br>Said the fiddle<br>In the middle<br>Of the tumult and the clamour.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Roderic+Quinn">Roderic Quinn</a><div class=q>
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Tired of limb and slow of pace,
Came a fiddler with his fiddle
To a crowded market place;
Lying, cheating, boasting, bragging,
Men and women walked together;
Heads were nodding, tongues were wagging,
Talk there was ..."></div>
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