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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539014" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Ghost, the Gallant, the Gael, and the Goblin</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O'er unreclaimed suburban clays<br>Some years ago were hobblin'<br>An elderly ghost of easy ways,<br>And an influential goblin.<br>The ghost was a sombre spectral shape,<br>A fine old five-act fogy,<br>The goblin imp, a lithe young ape,<br>A fine low-comedy bogy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And as they exercised their joints,<br>Promoting quick digestion,<br>They talked on several curious points,<br>And raised this delicate question:<br>&quot;Which of us two is Number One -<br>The ghostie, or the goblin?&quot;<br>And o'er the point they raised in fun<br>They fairly fell a-squabblin'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They'd barely speak, and each, in fine,<br>Grew more and more reflective:<br>Each thought his own particular line<br>By chalks the more effective.<br>At length they settled some one should<br>By each of them be haunted,<br>And so arrange that either could<br>Exert his prowess vaunted.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;The Quaint against the Statuesque&quot; -<br>By competition lawful -<br>The goblin backed the Quaint Grotesque,<br>The ghost the Grandly Awful.<br>&quot;Now,&quot; said the goblin, &quot;here's my plan -<br>In attitude commanding,<br>I see a stalwart Englishman<br>By yonder tailor's standing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;The very fittest man on earth<br>My influence to try on -<br>Of gentle, p'r'aps of noble birth,<br>And dauntless as a lion!<br>Now wrap yourself within your shroud -<br>Remain in easy hearing -<br>Observe - you'll hear him scream aloud<br>When I begin appearing!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The imp with yell unearthly - wild -<br>Threw off his dark enclosure:<br>His dauntless victim looked and smiled<br>With singular composure.<br>For hours he tried to daunt the youth,<br>For days, indeed, but vainly -<br>The stripling smiled! - to tell the truth,<br>The stripling smiled inanely.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For weeks the goblin weird and wild,<br>That noble stripling haunted;<br>For weeks the stripling stood and smiled,<br>Unmoved and all undaunted.<br>The sombre ghost exclaimed, &quot;Your plan<br>Has failed you, goblin, plainly:<br>Now watch yon hardy Hieland man,<br>So stalwart and ungainly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;These are the men who chase the roe,<br>Whose footsteps never falter,<br>Who bring with them, where'er they go,<br>A smack of old SIR WALTER.<br>Of such as he, the men sublime<br>Who lead their troops victorious,<br>Whose deeds go down to after-time,<br>Enshrined in annals glorious!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Of such as he the bard has said<br>'Hech thrawfu' raltie rorkie!<br>Wi' thecht ta' croonie clapperhead<br>And fash' wi' unco pawkie!'<br>He'll faint away when I appear,<br>Upon his native heather;<br>Or p'r'aps he'll only scream with fear,<br>Or p'r'aps the two together.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The spectre showed himself, alone,<br>To do his ghostly battling,<br>With curdling groan and dismal moan,<br>And lots of chains a-rattling!<br>But no - the chiel's stout Gaelic stuff<br>Withstood all ghostly harrying;<br>His fingers closed upon the snuff<br>Which upwards he was carrying.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For days that ghost declined to stir,<br>A foggy shapeless giant -<br>For weeks that splendid officer<br>Stared back again defiant.<br>Just as the Englishman returned<br>The goblin's vulgar staring,<br>Just so the Scotchman boldly spurned<br>The ghost's unmannered scaring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For several years the ghostly twain<br>These Britons bold have haunted,<br>But all their efforts are in vain -<br>Their victims stand undaunted.<br>This very day the imp, and ghost,<br>Whose powers the imp derided,<br>Stand each at his allotted post -<br>The bet is undecided.</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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Some years ago were hobblin'
An elderly ghost of easy ways,
And an influential goblin.
The ghost was a sombre spectral shape,
A fine old five-act fogy,
The goblin imp, a lithe young ape,
A fine low-comedy bogy.

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