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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381442" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Three Quatrains</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381442" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381442" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">As long as Fame's imperious music rings <br>Will poets mock it with crowned words august; <br>And haggard men will clamber to be kings <br>As long as Glory weighs itself in dust. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381442" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">II</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381442" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Drink to the splendor of the unfulfilled, <br>Nor shudder for the revels that are done: <br>The wines that flushed Lucullus are all spilled, <br>The strings that Nero fingered are all gone. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381442" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">III</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381442" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We cannot crown ourselves with everything, <br>Nor can we coax the Fates for us to quarrel: <br>No matter what we are, or what we sing, <br>Time finds a withered leaf in every laurel.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Edwin+Arlington+Robinson">Edwin Arlington Robinson</a></strong></div>