<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117774" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To a Certain Nation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We will not let thee be, for thou art ours.<br> We thank thee still, though thou forget these things,<br>For that hour's sake when thou didst wake all powers<br> With a great cry that God was sick of kings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Leave thee there grovelling at their rusted greaves,<br> These hulking cowards on a painted stage,<br>Who, with imperial pomp and laurel leaves,<br> Show their Marengo - one man in a cage.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These, for whom stands no type or title given<br> In all the squalid tales of gore and pelf;<br>Though cowed by crashing thunders from all heaven.<br> Cain never said, 'My brother slew himself.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tear you the truth out of your drivelling spy,<br> The maniac whom you set to swing death's scythe.<br>Nay; torture not the torturer - let him lie:<br> What need of racks to teach a worm to writhe?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bear with us, O our sister, not in pride,<br> Nor any scorn we see thee spoiled of knaves,<br>But only shame to hear, where Danton died,<br> Thy foul dead kings all laughing in their graves.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou hast a right to rule thyself; to be<br> The thing thou wilt; to grin, to fawn, to creep:<br>To crown these clumsy liars; ay, and we<br> Who knew thee once, we have a right to weep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=G.K.+Chesterton">G.K. Chesterton</a> from <i>The Wild Knight and Other Poems</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117774" data-title="To a Certain Nation de G.K. Chesterton" data-description="We will not let thee be, for thou art ours./ We thank thee still, though thou forget these things,/For that hour's sake when thou didst wake all powers/ With a great cry that God was sick of kings./Leave thee there grovelling at their rusted greav..."></div> </div> </div>

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