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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408636" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>He’s Gone to England for a Wife</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408636" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">HE’S GONE to England for a wife<br>Among the ladies there;<br>And yet I know a lass he deemed<br>The rarest of the rare.<br>He’s gone to England for a wife;<br>And rich and proud is he.<br>But he was poor and toiled for bread<br>When first he courted me.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408636" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He said I was the best on earth;<br>He said I was “his life”;<br>And now he thinks of noble birth,<br>And seeks a lady wife!<br>He said for me alone he’d toil<br>To win an honest fame;<br>But now no lass on southern soil<br>Is worthy of his name!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408636" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I think I see his lady bride,<br>A fair and faultless face,<br>And nothing in her heart beside<br>The empty pride of race.<br>And she will grace his gilded home,<br>The wife his gold shall buy;<br>But will she ever dream of him,<br>Or love as well as I?</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=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a></strong></div>

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