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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510973" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Fall of Jock Gillespie</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This fell when dinner-time was done --<br>'Twixt the first an' the second rub --<br>That oor mon Jock cam' hame again<br>To his rooms ahist the Club.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' syne he laughed, an' syne he sang,<br>An' syne we thocht him fou,<br>An' syne he trumped his partner's trick,<br>An' garred his partner rue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then up and spake an elder mon,<br>That held the Spade its Ace --<br>God save the lad! Whence comes the licht<br>"That wimples on his face?"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' Jock he sniggered, an' Jock he smiled,<br>An' ower the card-brim wunk: --<br>"I'm a' too fresh fra' the stirrup-peg,<br>"May be that I am drunk."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"There's whusky brewed in Galashils<br>"An' L. L. L. forbye;<br>"But never liquor lit the lowe<br>"That keeks fra' oot your eye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"There's a third o' hair on your dress-coat breast,<br>"Aboon the heart a wee?"<br>"Oh! that is fra' the lang-haired Skye<br>"That slobbers ower me."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Oh! lang-haired Skyes are lovin' beasts,<br>"An' terrier dogs are fair,<br>"But never yet was terrier born,<br>"Wi' ell-lang gowden hair!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"There's a smirch o' pouther on your breast,<br>"Below the left lappel?"<br>"Oh! that is fra' my auld cigar,<br>"Whenas the stump-end fell."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Mon Jock, ye smoke the Trichi coarse,<br>"For ye are short o' cash,<br>"An' best Havanas Couldna leave<br>"Sae white an' pure an ash.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"This nicht ye stopped a story braid,<br>"An' stopped it wi' a curse.<br>"Last nicht ye told that tale yoursel' --<br>"An' capped it wi' a worse!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Oh! we're no fou! Oh! we're no fou!<br>"But plainly we can ken<br>"Ye're fallin', fallin' fra the band<br>"O' cantie single men!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' it fell when sirris-shaws were sere,<br>An' the nichts were lang and mirk,<br>In braw new breeks, wi' a gowden ring,<br>Oor Jocke gaed to the Kirk!</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=510973" data-title="The Fall of Jock Gillespie de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="This fell when dinner-time was done -- 'Twixt the first an' the second rub -- That oor mon Jock cam' hame again To his rooms ahist the Club. An' syne he laughed, an' syne he sang, An' syne we thocht him fou, An' syne he trumped his partner's tric..."></div> </div> </div>
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