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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=352703" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fairy Tale</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once, in times forgotten,<br>In a fairy place,<br>Through the steppe, a rider<br>Made his way apace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While he sped to battle,<br>Nearing from the dim<br>Distance, a dark forest<br>Rose ahead of him.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Something kept repeating,<br>Seemed his heart to graze:<br>Tighten up the saddle,<br>Fear the watering-place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But he did not listen.<br>Heeding but his will,<br>At full speed he bounded<br>Up the wooded hill;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rode into a valley,<br>Turning from the mound,<br>Galloped through a meadow,<br>Skirted higher ground;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Reached a gloomy hollow,<br>Found a trail to trace<br>Down the woodland pathway<br>To the watering-place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Deaf to voice of warning,<br>And without remorse,<br>Down the slope, the rider<br>Led his thirsty horse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">____</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Where the stream grew shallow,<br>Winding through the glen,<br>Eerie flames lit up the<br>Entrance to a den.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through thick clouds of crimson<br>Smoke above the spring,<br>An uncanny calling<br>Made the forest ring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the rider started,<br>And with peering eye<br>Urged his horse in answer<br>To the haunting cry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then he saw the dragon,<br>And he gripped his lance;<br>And his horse stood breathless<br>Fearing to advance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thrice around a maiden<br>Was the serpent wound;<br>Fire-breathing nostrils<br>Cast a glare around.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the dragon's body<br>Moved his scaly neck,<br>At her shoulder snaking<br>Whiplike forth and back.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By that country's custom<br>Was a young and fair<br>Captive brought as ransom<br>To the dragon's lair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This then was the tribute<br>That the people owed<br>To the worm-protection<br>For a poor abode.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the dragon hugged his<br>Victim in alarm,<br>And the coils grew tighter<br>Round her throat and arm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Skyward looked the horseman<br>With imploring glance,<br>And for the impending<br>Fight he couched his lance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">____</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Tightly closing eyelids.<br>Heights and cloudy spheres.<br>Rivers. Waters. Boulders.<br>Centuries and years.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Helmetless, the wounded<br>Lies, his life at stake.<br>With his hooves the charger<br>Tramples down the snake.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the sand, together-<br>Dragon, steed, and lance;<br>In a swoon the rider,<br>The maiden-in a trance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Blue the sky; soft breezes<br>Tender noon caress.<br>Who is she? A lady?<br>Peasant girl? Princess?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now in joyous wonder<br>Cannot cease to weep;<br>Now again abandoned<br>To unending sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, his strength returning,<br>Opens up his eyes;<br>Now anew the wounded<br>Limp and listless lies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But their hearts are beating.<br>Waves surge up, die down;<br>Carry them, and waken,<br>And in slumber drown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tightly closing eyelids.<br>Heights and cloudy spheres.<br>Rivers. Waters. Boulders.<br>Centuries and years.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Boris+Pasternak">Boris Pasternak</a><div class=q>
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In a fairy place,
Through the steppe, a rider
Made his way apace.

While he sped to battle,
Nearing from the dim
Distance, a dark forest
Rose ahead of him.

Something kept repeating,
Seemed his heart to graze:
Tighten up ..."></div>
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