<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529456" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At the Railway Station, Upways</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'There is not much that I can do, <br>For I've no money that's quite my own!' <br>Spoke up the pitying child-- <br>A little boy with a violin <br>At the station before the train came in,-- <br>'But I can play my fiddle to you, <br>And a nice one 'tis, and good in tone!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The man in the handcuffs smiled; <br>The constable looked, and he smiled too, <br>As the fiddle began to twang; <br>And the man in the handcuffs suddenly sang <br>With grimful glee: <br>'This life so free <br>Is the thing for me!' <br>And the constable smiled, and said no word, <br>As if unconscious of what he heard; <br>And so they went on till the train came in-- <br>The convict, and boy with the violin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Hardy">Thomas Hardy</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=529456" data-title="At the Railway Station, Upways de Thomas Hardy" data-description="'There is not much that I can do, For I've no money that's quite my own!' Spoke up the pitying child-- A little boy with a violin At the station before the train came in,-- 'But I can play my fiddle to you, And a nice one 'tis, and good in t..."></div> </div> </div>

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