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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511088" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Return</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Peace is declared, and I return<br>To 'Ackneystadt, but not the same;<br>Things 'ave transpired which made me learn<br>The size and meanin' of the game.<br>I did no more than others did,<br>I don't know where the change began;<br>I started as a average kid,<br>I finished as a thinkin' man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If England was what England seems<br>An' not the England of our dreams,<br>But only putty, brass, an' paint,<br>'Ow quick we'd drop 'er! But she ain't!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Before my gappin' mouth could speak<br>I 'eard it in my comrade's tone;<br>I saw it on my neighbour's cheek<br>Before I felt it flush my own.<br>An' last it come to me--not pride,<br>Nor yet conceit, but on the 'ole<br>(If such a term may be applied),<br>The makin's of a bloomin' soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rivers at night that cluck an' jeer,<br>Plains which the moonshine turns to sea,<br>Mountains that never let you near,<br>An' stars to all eternity;<br>An' the quick-breathin' dark that fills<br>The 'ollows of the wilderness,<br>When the wind worries through the 'ills--<br>These may 'ave taught me more or less.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Towns without people, ten times took,<br>An' ten times left an' burned at last;<br>An' starvin' dogs that come to look<br>For owners when a column passed;<br>An' quiet, 'omesick talks between<br>Men, met by night, you never knew<br>Until--'is face--by shellfire seen--<br>Once--an' struck off. They taught me, too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The day's lay-out--the mornin' sun<br>Beneath your 'at-brim as you sight;<br>The dinner-'ush from noon till one,<br>An' the full roar that lasts till night;<br>An' the pore dead that look so old<br>An' was so young an hour ago,<br>An' legs tied down before they're cold--<br>These are the things which make you know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Also Time runnin' into years--<br>A thousand Places left be'ind--<br>An' Men from both two 'emispheres<br>Discussin' things of every kind;<br>So much more near than I 'ad known,<br>So much more great than I 'ad guessed--<br>An' me, like all the rest, alone--<br>But reachin' out to all the rest!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So 'ath it come to me--not pride,<br>Nor yet conceit, but on the 'ole<br>(If such a term may be applied),<br>The makin's of a bloomin' soul.<br>But now, discharged, I fall away<br>To do with little things again....<br>Gawd, 'oo knows all I cannot say,<br>Look after me in Thamesfontein!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If England was what England seems<br>An' not the England of our dreams,<br>But only putty, brass, an' paint,<br>'Ow quick we'd chuck 'er! But she ain't!</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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To 'Ackneystadt, but not the same;
Things 'ave transpired which made me learn
The size and meanin' of the game.
I did no more than others did,
I don't know where the change began;
I started as a average kid,
I finis..."></div>
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