<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510949" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Craftsman</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once, after long-drawn revel at The Mermaid,<br>He to the overbearing Boanerges<br>Jonson, uttered (if half of it were liquor,<br>Blessed be the vintage!)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Saying how, at an alehouse under Cotswold,<br>He had made sure of his very Cleopatra,<br>Drunk with enormous, salvation-con temning<br>Love for a tinker.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How, while he hid from Sir Thomas's keepers,<br>Crouched in a ditch and drenched by the midnight<br>Dews, he had listened to gipsy Juliet<br>Rail at the dawning.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How at Bankside, a boy drowning kittens<br>Winced at the business; whereupon his sister--<br>Lady Macbeth aged seven--thrust 'em under,<br>Sombrely scornful.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How on a Sabbath, hushed and compassionate--<br>She being known since her birth to the townsfolk--<br>Stratford dredged and delivered from Avon<br>Dripping Ophelia</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, with a thin third finger marrying<br>Drop to wine-drop domed on the table,<br>Shakespeare opened his heart till the sunrise--<br>Entered to hear him.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">London wakened and he, imperturbable,<br>Passed from waking to hurry after shadows . . .<br>Busied upon shows of no earthly importance?<br>Yes, but he knew it!</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> <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=510949" data-title="The Craftsman de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="Once, after long-drawn revel at The Mermaid, He to the overbearing Boanerges Jonson, uttered (if half of it were liquor, Blessed be the vintage!) Saying how, at an alehouse under Cotswold, He had made sure of his very Cleopatra, Drunk with enormo..."></div> </div> </div>

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