<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539887" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Politician</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carven in leathern mask or brazen face,<br> Were I time's sculptor, I would set this man. <br> Retreating from the truth, his hawk-eyes scan<br> The platforms of all public thought for place. <br> There wriggling with insinuating grace, <br> He takes poor hope and effort by the hand, <br> And flatters with half-truths and accents bland, <br> Till even zeal and earnest love grow base.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Knowing no right, save power's grim right-of-way; <br> No nobleness, save life's ignoble praise; <br> No future, save this sordid day to day; <br> He is the curse of these material days: <br> Juggling with mighty wrongs and mightier lies, <br> This worshipper of Dagon and his flies!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Wilfred+Campbell">William Wilfred Campbell</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=539887" data-title="The Politician de William Wilfred Campbell" data-description="Carven in leathern mask or brazen face, Were I time's sculptor, I would set this man. Retreating from the truth, his hawk-eyes scan The platforms of all public thought for place. There wriggling with insinuating grace, He takes poor hope a..."></div> </div> </div>

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