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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539680" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Death of the Old Mendicant</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a rich old gentleman<br>Lived on a lonely moor in Switzerland,<br>And he was very hard to the wandering poor,<br>'Tis said he never lodged nor served them at his door. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas on a stormy night, and Boreas blew a bitter blast,<br>And the snowflakes they fell thick and fast,<br>When a poor old mendicant, tired and footsore,<br>Who had travelled that day fifteen miles and more,<br>Knocked loudly at the rich man's door. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The rich man was in his parlour counting his gold,<br>And he ran to the door to see who was so bold,<br>And there he saw the mendicant shivering with the cold. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the mendicant unto him said,<br>My dear sir, be not afraid,<br>Pray give me lodgings for the night,<br>And heaven will your love requite;<br>Have pity on me, for I am tired and footsore,<br>I have travelled fifteen miles to-day and more. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Begone! you vagabond, from my door!<br>I never give lodgings to the poor;<br>So be off, take to your heels and run,<br>Or else I'll shoot you with my gun!<br>Now do not think I'm making fun;<br>Do you hear, old beggar, what I say?<br>Now be quick! and go away. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Have mercy, sir, I cannot go,<br>For I shall perish in the snow;<br>Oh! for heaven's sake, be not so hard<br>And God will your love reward. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My limbs are tired, I cannot go away,<br>Oh! be so kind as let me stay.<br>'Twas vain! the rich man said, I shan't,<br>And shut his door on the mendicant,<br>And said, That is the way I'll serve the poor<br>While I live on this lonely moor. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the old mendicant did go away,<br>And, murmuring to himself, did say,<br>Oh, woe's me that ever I was born!<br>Oh, God, protect me from the storm!<br>My feeble limbs refuse to go,<br>And my poor heart does break with woe.<br>Then he lay down and died among the snow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was found by the rich man's shepherd next day,<br>While he was searching for sheep that had gone astray;<br>And he was struck with fear and woe<br>To see the body lying dead among the snow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So the shepherd ran home and told his master<br>About the very sad disaster;<br>That he had found a dead body in the snow,<br>But whose it was he did not know. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the rich man ordered the body to be brought to his house<br>And to be instantly dressed by his loving spouse,<br>For his conscience smote him with fear and woe,<br>When he heard of the old mendicant being found dead in the snow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So the poor old mendicant was buried without delay<br>In a very respectable way,<br>And from that very day the rich man was kind to the poor<br>And never turned any one away from his door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Topaz+McGonagall">William Topaz McGonagall</a><div class=q>
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'Twas on a stormy night, and Boreas blew a bitter blast,
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