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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519145" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Willaloo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">By E. A. P.<br>In the sad and sodden street, <br>To and fro, <br>Flit the fever-stricken feet <br>Of the freshers as they meet, <br>Come and go, <br>Ever buying, buying, buying <br>Where the shopmen stand supplying, <br>Vying, vying <br>All they know, <br>While the Autumn lies a-dying <br>Sad and low <br>As the price of summer suitings when the winter breezes blow, <br>Of the summer, summer suitings that are standing in a row <br>On the way to Jericho.<br>See the freshers as they row <br>To and fro, <br>Up and down the Lower River for an afternoon or so— <br>(For the deft manipulation <br>Of the never-resting oar, <br>Though it lead to approbation, <br>Will induce excoriation)— <br>They are infinitely sore, <br>Keeping time, time, time <br>In a sort of Runic rhyme <br>Up and down the way to Iffley in an afternoon or so; <br>(Which is slow). <br>Do they blow? <br>'Tis the wind and nothing more, <br>'Tis the wind that in Vacation has a tendency to go: <br>But the coach's objurgation and his tendency to 'score' <br>Will be sated—nevermore.<br>See the freshers in the street, <br>The elite! <br>Their apparel how unquestionably neat! <br>How delighted at a distance, <br>Inexpensively attired, <br>I have wondered with persistence <br>At their butterfly existence! <br>How admired! <br>And the payment—O, the payment! <br>It is tardy for the raiment: <br>Yet the haberdasher gloats as he sells, <br>And he tells, <br>'This is best <br>To be dress'd <br>Rather better than the rest, <br>To be noticeably drest, <br>To be swells, <br>To be swells, swells, swells, swells, <br>Swells, swells, swells, <br>To be simply and indisputably swells.'<br>See the freshers one or two, <br>Just a few, <br>Now on view, <br>Who are sensibly and innocently new; <br>How they cluster, cluster, cluster <br>Round the rugged walls of Worcester! <br>See them stand, <br>Book in hand, <br>In the garden ground of John's! <br>How they dote upon their Dons! <br>See in every man a Blue! <br>It is true <br>They are lamentably few; <br>But I spied <br>Yesternight upon the staircase just a pair of boots outside <br>Upon the floor, <br>Just a little pair of boots upon the stairs where I reside, <br>Lying there and nothing more; <br>And I swore <br>While these dainty twins continued sentry by the chamber door <br>That the hope their presence planted should be with me evermore, <br>Should desert me—nevermore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+Arthur+Quiller-Couch">Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch</a><div class=q>
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In the sad and sodden street, 
To and fro, 
Flit the fever-stricken feet 
Of the freshers as they meet, 
Come and go, 
Ever buying, buying, buying 
Where the shopmen stand supplying, 
Vying, vying 
All they know, 
While the Autumn lies..."></div>
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