<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341036" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Wolves</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the church-village slumbers<br>And the last songs are sung,<br>When the grey mist arising,<br>Is o'er the marshes hung,<br>'Tis then the woods forsaking,<br>Their way cross country taking,<br>Nine howling wolves come hungering for food.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Behind the first,--the grey one,--<br>Trot seven more of black,<br>Close on their hoary leader;<br>As rearguard of the pack<br>The red wolf limps, all bloody,<br>His paws with gore still ruddy<br>As after his companions grim he pants.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When through the village lurking<br>Nought gives them check or fright,<br>No watch dog dares to bellow,<br>The peasant ghastly white,<br>His breath can scarce be taking,<br>His limbs withhold from shaking--<br>While prayers of terror freeze upon his lips!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">About the church they circle<br>And softly slink away<br>To prowl about the priest's farm,<br>Then of a sudden they<br>Are round the drink shop turning,<br>Fain some bad word be learning--<br>From peasants drinking noisily within.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With fully thirteen bullets<br>Thy weapon must be armed,<br>And with a wad of goat's hair;<br>Then thou wilt fight unharmed.<br>Fire calmly,--and before all<br>Will the leader, the grey, fall,<br>The rest will surely follow one by one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the cock wakes the village<br>From out its morning dream,<br>Thou wilt behold the corpses--<br>Nine she-wolves by the stream!<br>On the right lies the grey one,<br>To left in frost the lame one--<br>All bloody,--God pardon us sinners!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Aleksey+Konstantinovich+Tolstoy">Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoy</a><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=341036" data-title="The Wolves de Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoy" data-description="When the church-village slumbers And the last songs are sung, When the grey mist arising, Is o'er the marshes hung, 'Tis then the woods forsaking, Their way cross country taking, Nine howling wolves come hungering for food. Behind the first,--the..."></div> </div> </div>

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