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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=576362" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Four Children</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Ballad of Good Intentions</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Four children played by an old oak tree,<br>Big John and James and little Benjie,<br>And, threading a chain of daisies fine,<br>On the leaf-brown sward knelt Geraldine.<br>Quoth John, 'I'll ride on the gipsies' road,<br>For narrow space and a small abode<br>Would break this vagrant heart in me,<br>And the world is wide and good to see.'<br>'I'll stay,' said James, 'for my father's sake<br>From his ageing hand his toil to take,<br>So he have at last his heart's desire<br>To sit at ease by the glowing fire.'<br>'I shall not work,' said little Benjie,<br>'Nor roam the world that is fair to see;<br>But here I'll stay in the green beech wood,<br>By my mother's side and I'll just be good.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Linking her chain sweet Geraldine said,<br>'Big John or James I will surely wed;<br>I soon must choose which shall best please me,<br>I care not at all for little Benjie.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The oak grows brown and the oak grows green<br>The owl and thrush on her branch have been;<br>For fifty winters a snood of snow<br>She wears all white till the spring winds blow.<br>For fifty autumns a robe of red<br>She wears till the wet west wind has fled,<br>But ne'er from dawn till the dusk of day<br>Hath she heard the sound of a child at play.<br>Big John grows old and all full of care,<br>He works till night in his oaken chair;<br>His feet have led him not long nor late,<br>No more than a league from his father's gate.<br>Where yew trees wave and their dark leaves shed<br>Young James lies cold in his four-foot bed,<br>O soft did his father lay him down,<br>And over him drew the earth so brown</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In a far-off land on a lonely height<br>Geraldine weeps full many a night,<br>And prays all day 'neath a gallows tree<br>Where hangs the corpse of little Benjie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dora+Sigerson+Shorter">Dora Sigerson Shorter</a><div class=q>
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Four children played by an old oak tree,
Big John and James and little Benjie,
And, threading a chain of daisies fine,
On the leaf-brown sward knelt Geraldine.
Quoth John, 'I'll ride on the gipsies' road,
For narrow sp..."></div>
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