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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sea-Wife</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There dwells a wife by the Northern Gate,<br>And a wealthy wife is she;<br>She breeds a breed o' rovin' men<br>And casts them over sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And some are drowned in deep water,<br>And some in sight o' shore,<br>And word goes back to the weary wife<br>And ever she sends more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For since that wife had gate or gear,<br>Or hearth or garth or bield,<br>She willed her sons to the white harvest,<br>And that is a bitter yield.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She wills her sons to the wet ploughing,<br>To ride the horse of tree,<br>And syne her sons come back again<br>Far-spent from out the sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The good wife's sons come home again<br>With little into their hands,<br>But the lore of men that ha' dealt with men<br>In the new and naked lands;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the faith of men that ha' brothered men<br>By more than easy breath,<br>And the eyes o' men that ha' read wi' men<br>In the open books of death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rich are they, rich in wonders seen,<br>But poor in the goods o' men;<br>So what they ha' got by the skin o' their teeth<br>They sell for their teeth again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For whether they lose to the naked life<br>Or win to their hearts' desire,<br>They tell it all to the weary wife<br>That nods beside the fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her hearth is wide to every wind<br>That makes the white ash spin;<br>And tide and tide and 'tween the tides<br>Her sons go out and in;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Out with great mirth that do desire<br>Hazard of trackless ways,<br>In with content to wait their watch<br>And warm before the blaze);</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And some return by failing light,<br>And some in waking dream,<br>For she hears the heels of the dripping ghosts<br>That ride the rough roof-beam.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Home, they come home from all the ports,<br>The living and the dead;<br>The good wife's sons come home again<br>For her blessing on their head!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</a><div class=q>
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And a wealthy wife is she;
She breeds a breed o' rovin' men
And casts them over sea.

And some are drowned in deep water,
And some in sight o' shore,
And word goes back to the weary wife
And ever she sends..."></div>
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