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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Thorn Forest</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then dark with dripping blood it gave a howl<br>and cried again: 'Our damaged branches ache!<br>Your pillage maims me! Can't you feel at all? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We who were men are now this barren brake.<br>You'd grant us your respect and stay your hand<br>were we a thicket not of souls but snakes.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">As wood still green starts burning at one end<br>and from its unlit end the burning stick<br>drips sap, and hisses with escaping wind, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">so from the broken stump there oozed a mix<br>of words and blood: a frothy babbling gore.<br>I dropped the branch. My fear had made me sick. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Poor wounded soul, could he have grasped before,'<br>my sage replied, 'what now he sees is true,<br>and blindly trusted in poetic lore, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">then he need not have so insulted you.<br>But as there was no other way to learn<br>I urged him to a test that grieved me too. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tell us who you were, that he, in turn,<br>can set your honor freshly back in style<br>among those he will teach when he returns.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The trunk: 'Your speech, by raising hope that I'll<br>regain repute, makes words arise in me.<br>I mean to talk, if you will stay a while: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was the one entrusted with the keys<br>to Federigo's mind, and it was sweet<br>to share his thought and guard his strategy </div><div style="margin:10px 0">for noble ventures secret in my keep —<br>so faithfully I filled this glorious post,<br>I gladly sacrificed my health and sleep...'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dante+Alighieri">Dante Alighieri</a><div class=q>
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Your pillage maims me! Can't you feel at all? 

We who were men are now this barren brake.
You'd grant us your respect and stay your hand
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