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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523170" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lord Robert</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tall and young and light of tongue,<br>Gallantly riding by wood and lea,<br>He was ware of a maiden fair<br>And turned and whispered, 'Remember me.'<br>(Oh Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert,<br>Oh Lord Robert, 'tis I, 'tis I;<br>Under their feet where the cross-roads meet<br>Dost thou think I can lie and lie,<br>Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert?)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Day by day she walks that way<br>Never hoping by wood or lea<br>To be ware of the stranger gay<br>Who turned and whispered, 'Remember me.'<br>(Oh Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert,<br>Oh Lord Robert, 'tis I, 'tis I;<br>Under their feet where the cross-roads meet<br>Dost thou think I can lie and lie,<br>Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Chance for chance he rides that way,<br>And again by wood or by lea<br>He was ware of the maiden fair,<br>And again he whispered, 'Remember me.'<br>(Oh Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert,<br>Oh Lord Robert, 'tis I, 'tis I;<br>Under their feet where the cross-roads meet<br>Dost thou think I can lie and lie,<br>Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert?)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Chance for chance that way rode he,<br>And again where he was ware,<br>Debonnair to that maiden fair<br>He turned and said, 'You remember me.'<br>(Oh Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert,<br>Oh Lord Robert, 'tis I, 'tis I;<br>Under their feet where the cross-roads meet<br>Dost thou think I can lie and lie,<br>Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert?)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Chance for chance on a summer-day,<br>Meeting her still by wood and lea,<br>He leaped gay from his gallant grey<br>And said, 'I see you remember me.'<br>(Oh Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert,<br>Oh Lord Robert, 'tis I, 'tis I;<br>Under their feet where the cross-roads meet<br>Dost thou think I can lie and lie,<br>Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert?)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Chance for chance when they hap'd to meet<br>He pressed on her lip, he breathed in her ear,<br>Dear dear words and kisses sweet,<br>Words and kisses too sweet, too dear.<br>(Oh Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert,<br>Oh Lord Robert, 'tis I, 'tis I;<br>Under their feet where the cross-roads meet,<br>Dost thou think I can lie and lie,<br>Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert?)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>When the morn enchants the east,<br>When the south is dazed with noon,<br>When the eve weeps to the west,<br>When the night beguiles the moon,<br>The maid moon that sat so lowly,<br>Sat so lowly with bended head,<br>Sat so lowly and rose so slowly,<br>Rose so slowly and walked so lowly,<br>Ever, ever with bended head,<br>Till the black, black hour of the starless sky,<br>The black, black hour and the dark, dark bed,<br>And live maids weep as they turn in their sleep,<br>Weep in their sleep and know not why,<br>And the white owls shriek and the dead men croon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Now all ye gentlemen, grand and gay,<br>When you meet a maid by wood or lea,<br>Sir Knight, I pray, ride on thy way,<br>Nor turn and whisper, 'Remember me.'<br>Lest you drink no wine so strong or fine<br>But out of the cup, like a shell of the sea,<br>Thou shalt learn how slaves from their wormy graves<br>Can do that bidding, 'Remember me.'<br>(Oh Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert,<br>Oh Lord Robert, 'tis I, 'tis I;<br>Under their feet where the cross-roads meet<br>Dost thou think I can lie and lie,<br>Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert?)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Lest never in hall when the knights stand tall<br>And the goblets flash and the ladies shine,<br>And thou risest up the king of them all,<br>To drink to wassail and woman and wine,<br>Risest up with thy jewelled cup,<br>But out of the cup, like the sea in a shell,<br>A voice thou hast known by hill and wood,<br>A voice, a voice thou hast known too well!<br>And the cold wine boils on the lip like blood,<br>And the blood streams cold to the heart like wine,<br>Cold and hot to the heart like wine.<br>(Oh Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert,<br>Oh Lord Robert, 'tis I, 'tis I;<br>Under their feet where the cross-roads meet<br>Dost thou think I can lie and lie,<br>Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert?)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sydney+Thompson+Dobell">Sydney Thompson Dobell</a><div class=q>
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Gallantly riding by wood and lea,
He was ware of a maiden fair
And turned and whispered, 'Remember me.'
(Oh Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert,
Oh Lord Robert, 'tis I, 'tis I;
Under their feet where the cross..."></div>
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