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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535335" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nicholas Nye</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thistle and darnell and dock grew there, <br>And a bush, in the corner, of may, <br>On the orchard wall I used to sprawl <br>In the blazing heat of the day; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Half asleep and half awake, <br>While the birds went twittering by, <br>And nobody there my lone to share <br>But Nicholas Nye. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nicholas Nye was lean and gray, <br>Lame of leg and old, <br>More than a score of donkey's years <br>He had been since he was foaled; <br>He munched the thistles, purple and spiked, <br>Would sometimes stoop and sigh, <br>And turn to his head, as if he said, <br>&quot;Poor Nicholas Nye!&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alone with his shadow he'd drowse in the meadow, <br>Lazily swinging his tail, <br>At break of day he used to bray,-- <br>Not much too hearty and hale; <br>But a wonderful gumption was under his skin, <br>And a clean calm light in his eye, <br>And once in a while; he'd smile:-- <br>Would Nicholas Nye. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Seem to be smiling at me, he would, <br>From his bush in the corner, of may,-- <br>Bony and ownerless, widowed and worn, <br>Knobble-kneed, lonely and gray; <br>And over the grass would seem to pass <br>'Neath the deep dark blue of the sky, <br>Something much better than words between me <br>And Nicholas Nye. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But dusk would come in the apple boughs, <br>The green of the glow-worm shine, <br>The birds in nest would crouch to rest, <br>And home I'd trudge to mine; <br>And there, in the moonlight, dark with dew, <br>Asking not wherefore nor why, <br>Would brood like a ghost, and as still as a post, <br>Old Nicholas Nye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Walter+de+la+Mare">Walter de la Mare</a><div class=q>
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And a bush, in the corner, of may, 
On the orchard wall I used to sprawl 
In the blazing heat of the day; 

Half asleep and half awake, 
While the birds went twittering by, 
And nobody there my lone to sha..."></div>
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