<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536485" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mitigations</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My prison has its pleasures. Every day<br>At breakfast--time, spare meal of milk and bread,<br>Sparrows come trooping in familiar way<br>With head aside beseeching to be fed.<br>A spider too for me has spun her thread<br>Across the prison rules, and a brave mouse<br>Watches in sympathy the warders' tread,<br>These two my fellow--prisoners in the house.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But about dusk in the rooms opposite<br>I see lamps lighted, and upon the blind<br>A shadow passes all the evening through.<br>It is the gaoler's daughter fair and kind<br>And full of pity (so I image it)<br>Till the stars rise, and night begins anew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wilfrid+Scawen+Blunt">Wilfrid Scawen Blunt</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=536485" data-title="Mitigations de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="My prison has its pleasures. Every day At breakfast--time, spare meal of milk and bread, Sparrows come trooping in familiar way With head aside beseeching to be fed. A spider too for me has spun her thread Across the prison rules, and a brave mous..."></div> </div> </div>

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