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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580115" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Donneen</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580115" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When first you came to London Town, Donneen,<br>Just five years old,<br>I said—'He'll ask for marble halls, and streets<br>All paved with gold!'<br>I thought—'He'll weep, so stricken with amaze,<br>To hear the roar<br>Of trampling hoofs, of rushing feet that go<br>Our way before.'<br>I said—'He'll fear the throbbing engine's shriek,<br>The shaking path,<br>The pushing crowd, the city's comrade cries<br>Of joy, of wrath.'<br>And when we stood to hear the mighty heart<br>Of London Town,<br>I saw your angry cheek and knew a tear<br>Had threatened down.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580115" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Why weep,' I whispered by your red gold head,<br>'Dearest of boys?'<br>'I cannot hear my new shoes creak,' you said,<br>'There is such noise.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580115" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Oh, creak, dear shoes, above the city's roar;<br>Be heard, be seen,<br>So hearts grow glad, hands clap, and voices cry,<br>'Here comes Donneen!'</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=Dora+Sigerson+Shorter">Dora Sigerson Shorter</a></strong></div>

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