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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342766" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Couplets</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am for Cutting. I'm a blade<br>Designed for use at dress parade.<br>My gleaming length, when I display<br>Peace rules the land with gentle sway;<br>But when the war-dogs bare their teeth<br>Go seek me in the modest sheath.<br>I am for Cutting. Not for me<br>The task of setting nations free.<br>Let soulless blades take human life,<br>My softer metal shuns the strife.<br>The annual review is mine,<br>When gorgeous shopmen sweat and shine,<br>And Biddy, tip-toe on the pave,<br>Adores the cobble-trotting brave.<br>I am for Cutting. 'Tis not mine<br>To hew amain the hostile line;<br>Not mine all pitiless to spread<br>The plain with tumuli of dead.<br>My grander duty lies afar<br>From haunts of the insane hussar,<br>Where charging horse and struggling foot<br>Are grimed alike with cannon-soot.<br>When Loveliness and Valor meet<br>Beneath the trees to dance, and eat,<br>And sing, and much beside, behold<br>My golden glories all unfold!<br>There formidably are displayed<br>The useful horrors of my blade<br>In time of feast and dance and ballad,<br>I am for cutting chicken salad.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ambrose+Bierce">Ambrose Bierce</a><div class=q>
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Designed for use at dress parade.
My gleaming length, when I display
Peace rules the land with gentle sway;
But when the war-dogs bare their teeth
Go seek me in the modest sheath.
I am for Cutting. Not for me
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