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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538958" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>King Goodheart</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There lived a King, as I've been told<br>In the wonder-working days of old,<br>When hearts were twice as good as gold,<br>And twenty times as mellow.<br>Good temper triumphed in his face,<br>And in his heart he found a place<br>For all the erring human race<br>And every wretched fellow.<br>When he had Rhenish wine to drink<br>It made him very sad to think<br>That some, at junket or at jink,<br>Must be content with toddy:<br>He wished all men as rich as he<br>(And he was rich as rich could be),<br>So to the top of every tree<br>Promoted everybody.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ambassadors cropped up like hay,<br>Prime Ministers and such as they<br>Grew like asparagus in May,<br>And Dukes were three a penny:<br>Lord Chancellors were cheap as sprats,<br>And Bishops in their shovel hats<br>Were plentiful as tabby cats -<br>If possible, too many.<br>On every side Field-Marshals gleamed,<br>Small beer were Lords-Lieutenants deemed,<br>With Admirals the ocean teemed,<br>All round his wide dominions;<br>And Party Leaders you might meet<br>In twos and threes in every street<br>Maintaining, with no little heat,<br>Their various opinions.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That King, although no one denies,<br>His heart was of abnormal size,<br>Yet he'd have acted otherwise<br>If he had been acuter.<br>The end is easily foretold,<br>When every blessed thing you hold<br>Is made of silver, or of gold,<br>You long for simple pewter.<br>When you have nothing else to wear<br>But cloth of gold and satins rare,<br>For cloth of gold you cease to care -<br>Up goes the price of shoddy:<br>In short, whoever you may be,<br>To this conclusion you'll agree,<br>When every one is somebody,<br>Then no one's anybody!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Schwenck+Gilbert">William Schwenck Gilbert</a><div class=q>
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In the wonder-working days of old,
When hearts were twice as good as gold,
And twenty times as mellow.
Good temper triumphed in his face,
And in his heart he found a place
For all the erring human race
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