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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538440" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Old House And The New</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is it only twelve mont' I play de fool,<br>You're sure it 's correc' , ma dear?<br>I 'm glad for hearin' you spik dat way<br>For I t'ink it was twenty year,<br>Since leffin' de leetle ole house below,<br>I mak' wit' ma own two han'<br>For go on dat fine beeg place, up dere-<br>Mon Dieu! I'm de crazy man!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You 'member we 're not very riche, cherie,<br>Dat tam we 're beginnin' life!<br>Mese'f I'm twenty, an' you eighteen<br>W'en I 'm bringin' you home ma wife,<br>Many de worry an' troub' we got<br>An' some of dem was n't small,<br>But not very long dey bodder us<br>For we work an' forget dem all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' you was de savin' woman too,<br>Dere 's nobody beat you dere!<br>An' I laugh w'en I t'ink of de tam you go<br>Over on Trois Rivieres<br>For payin' de bank -you know how moche<br>We 're owin' for dat new place<br>W 'at was he sayin' de nice young man<br>Smilin' upon hees face</div><div style="margin:10px 0">W'en he got dat monee was all pure gole<br>Come down on your familee<br>For honder year an' mebbe more?<br>'Ma-dame you 're excusin' me,<br>But w'ere was you gettin' dis nice gole coin<br>Of Louis Quatorze, hees tam<br>Wit' hees face on back of dem ev 'ry wan?<br>For dey 're purty scase now, Ma-dam?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' you say 'Dat 's not'ing at all M'sieu<br>Ma familee get dem t'ing,<br>I suppose it's very long tam ago,<br>W'en Louis Quatorze is King,<br>An' I'm sorry poor feller he 's comin' dead<br>An' not leevin here to-day<br>'Cos man should be good on hees frien', M'sieu'<br>W'en de monee he mak' dat way.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yass, ev 'ry wan know we 're workin' hard<br>An' savin' too all dem year,<br>But nobody see us starve ourse'f<br>Dere 's plaintee to eat, don 't fear-<br>Bimeby our chil'ren dey 're growin' up<br>So we're doin' de bes' we can<br>Settle dem off on de firse good chance<br>An' geevin' dem leetle lan'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An'den de troub' is begin to show<br>W 'en our daughter poor Caroline<br>Sha marry dat lawyer on Trois Rivieres<br>De beeges' fool never seen!<br>Alway come home ev'ry summer sure<br>Bringin' her familee,<br>All right for de chil'ren, I don't min' dem;<br>But de husban'! sapree maudit!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wish I was close ma ear right off<br>W'en he talk of our leetle house<br>Dough I know w'en familee's comin' home<br>Dere is n't moche room for a mouse,<br>He say 'Riche man lak youse'f can't leev'<br>On shaintee lak dis below,<br>W'en t'ousan' dollar will buil' fin' place<br>Up on de hill en haut.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' he talk about gallerie all aroun'<br>W'ere we sit on de summer night<br>Watchin' de star on de sky above<br>W'ile de moon she was shinin' bright,<br>Could plant some apple-tree dere, also,<br>An' flower, an' I dunno w'at,<br>An' w'en de sun he 's begin to rise<br>Look at de view we got!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Den he bring 'noder feller from Trois Rivieres<br>An' show w'at he call de plan<br>For makin' dem house on de w'ole contree-<br>Mon Dieu! how I hate dat man!<br>'Cos he 's talkin' away nearly all de tam<br>Lak trotter upon de race-<br>Wall! affer a w'ile we mak' our min'<br>For havin' dat nice new place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So dey go ahead, an' we let dem go,<br>But stuff dey was t'row away;<br>I 'm watchin' for dat, an' I save mese'f<br>Mebbe twenty-five cent a day,<br>For you 're surely cheat if you don't tak' care<br>Very offen we fin' dat 's true,<br>An' affer de house she was finish up,<br>We 're geevin' it nam' Bellevue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O! yass, I know we enjoy ourse'f<br>W'en our frien' dey was comin' roun'<br>An' say 'Dat 's very fine place you got;<br>Dere's not'ing upon de town,<br>Or anyw'ere else for honder mile<br>Dis house Bellevue can touch,<br>An' den let de horse eat de garden fence<br>Non! we don't enjoy dat so moche.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' of course we can't say not'ing at all<br>For it 's not correc' t'ing you know-<br>But 'Never min' dat, an' please come again,<br>I'm sorry you got to go.'<br>Baptême! w'en I'm seeing beeg feller bus'<br>Our two dollar easy chair-<br>Can't help it at all, I got to go<br>Down on de cellar an' swear!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' w'ere did we leev' on dat belle maison?<br>Wan room an' de kitchen, dat 's all<br>An' plaintee too for de man an' wife!<br>An' you 'member de tam I fall<br>Off on de gallerie wan dark night,<br>I los' mese'f tryin' fin'<br>De winder dere on de grande parloir,<br>For closin' it up de blin'?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' al de tam de poor leetle house<br>Is down on de road below,<br>I t'ink she was jealous dat fine new place<br>Up on de hill en haut,<br>For O! she look lonesome by herse'f<br>De winder all broke an' gone-<br>No smoke on de chimney comin' out<br>No frien' stannin' dere-not wan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You 'member too, w'en de fever come<br>An' ketch us wan winter day?<br>W'at he call de shaintee, our son-in-law,<br>Dat 's w'ere dey pass away<br>Xavier, Zoë. an' Euchariste<br>Our chil'ren wan, two, t'ree-<br>I offen t'ink of de room dey die,<br>An' I can't help cryin'-me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So we 'll go on de ole house once again,<br>Long enough we been fool lak dis<br>Never min' w'at dey say bimeby, ma chere<br>But geeve me de leetle kiss,<br>Let dem stay on dat fine new place up dere<br>Our daughter an' son-in-law<br>For to-morrow soon as de sun will rise<br>We 're goin' back home- Hooraw!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Henry+Drummond">William Henry Drummond</a><div class=q>
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You're sure it 's correc' , ma dear?
I 'm glad for hearin' you spik dat way
For I t'ink it was twenty year,
Since leffin' de leetle ole house below,
I mak' wit' ma own two han'
For go on dat fine beeg place,..."></div>
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