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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508335" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Florentine Pilgrim</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508335" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">"I'll do the old dump in a day,"<br>He told me in his brittle way.<br>"Two more, I guess, I'll give to Rome<br>Before I hit the trail for home;<br>But while I'm there I kindo' hope<br>To have an audience with the Pope."</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508335" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We stood upon the terraced height<br>With sunny Florence in our sight.<br>I gazed and gazed, too moved to speak<br>Until he queried: "What's that creek?"<br>"The Arno, sir," I said surprised;<br>He stared at it with empty eyes.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508335" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">"It is," said I, "the storied stream<br>Where Dante used to pace and dream,<br>And wait for Beatrice to pass."<br>(Oh how I felt a silly ass<br>Explaining this.) With eyes remote<br>He asked: "Was Beatrice a boat?"</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508335" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then tranced by far Fiesole<br>Softly I sought to steal away;<br>But his adhesiveness was grim,<br>I could not pry apart from him:<br>And so in our hotel-ward walk<br>Meekly I listened to his talk.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508335" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">"Bologna! Say, the lunch was swell;<br>Them wops know how to feed you well.<br>Verona! There I met a blonde"<br>Oh how that baby could respond!<br>Siena! That's the old burg where<br>We soused on Asti in the square.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508335" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">"Antiquity! Why, that's the bunk -<br>Statues and all that mouldy junk<br>Will never get you anywhere . . .<br>My line is ladies' underware,<br>And better than a dozen Dantes<br>Is something cute in female scanties. . . .</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508335" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">"One day in Florence is too small<br>You think, maybe, to see it all.<br>Well, it don't matter what you've seen -<br>The thing is: you can say you've been."</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=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a></strong></div>

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