<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rowfant Catalogue</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Friends had he many, neighbours next to none.<br>Rowfant and Crabbet lay few fields apart.<br>Each Sunday saw him here, his church drill done,<br>Duly stroll in to talk of books and art,<br>Entrapped, may--be, to share my modest tart,<br>Roast fowl and claret, and an evening won<br>In stealth from Sabbath bonds strange to his heart.<br>Childlike he prized these truant bursts of fun.<br>--Long years ago! It needs his wit to jog<br>Old time to life. Yet I remember well<br>Companioning him home to the hill's top<br>Keen on his books, and how he paused to tell<br>Eager the first news of this Catalogue.<br>Reading it, see, the tears come and I stop.</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=536665" data-title="The Rowfant Catalogue de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="Friends had he many, neighbours next to none. Rowfant and Crabbet lay few fields apart. Each Sunday saw him here, his church drill done, Duly stroll in to talk of books and art, Entrapped, may--be, to share my modest tart, Roast fowl and claret, a..."></div> </div> </div>

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