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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365879" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Angel In The Barn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s hot, by God! - in Warranar, <br>It’s hot, too hot by far, <br>The sun leers down from a barren sky<br>To scorch the where-you-are! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ground is hard, burnt dry within, <br>The snakes curl up and die, <br>And trees take on a crippled shape<br>As birds fall out of the sky! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The farm is dead, six months a year, <br>Brown earth and endless dust, <br>It never rains! Why do we stay? <br>Despair says that we must! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One night I lay all bathed in sweat, <br>A hot wind seared the plain, <br>I seemed to hear some scraping sound, <br>Then thought: ‘Could this be rain? ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Outside the moon had shed its light<br>All pale and gold on brown, <br>The iron door on the rusty barn<br>Then fell, came crashing down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so it was I saw the wings<br>Dragged slowly through the hay, <br>Some giant bird inside the barn, <br>Some giant bird of prey! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I took the rifle off the wall, <br>Walked slowly through the dark, <br>A shape lay on a bale of straw<br>I aimed! – The shape said: ‘Hark! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have not come to punish you, <br>Please put the gun away! ’<br>The voice was like a silvery bell<br>On the back of a bullock dray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I edged in closer to the bird<br>And saw its wings were fine, <br>But underneath lay a slip of a girl<br>With lips as red as wine! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And blood showed on her pallid cheek, <br>Her arm lay twisted, torn, <br>I tried to help her up, she cried: <br>‘No! Leave me here, it’s warm! ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘I’ll stay until my arm is healed, <br>I’ll not get in your way! ’<br>But I was caught in a fevered dream<br>That told of her dismay! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And love swept through my blighted soul<br>As the days and the weeks went by, <br>I seemed to float, as in a dream<br>I heard my Angel cry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘I fell from out the sky, ’ she said, <br>‘One day, as dark as this, <br>A single word from a thoughtless soul, <br>A blow from an angry fist! ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘So evil lurks where Angels roam, <br>You fight these devils still? ’<br>‘There is no good, nor evil there, <br>But man, his twisted will! ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘Then why does God make Warranar<br>So hot, so lost in pain, <br>The trees cry out in their torture here, <br>And the ground, it bleeds for rain! ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘Perhaps it’s not your God to blame, <br>Perhaps you send your spell<br>To the Dark Knight on the Horse of Fire, <br>Perhaps you writhe in Hell? ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I woke in bed, all soaked in sweat<br>And staggered out to the barn, <br>All that lay was a dead sheep<br>With a coat that hadn’t been shorn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I walked away from Warranar<br>From my dry and barren farm, <br>And the love I’d seen in a dead sheep, <br>My Angel in the barn!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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It’s hot, too hot by far, 
The sun leers down from a barren sky
To scorch the where-you-are! 

The ground is hard, burnt dry within, 
The snakes curl up and die, 
And trees take on a crippled shape
As birds fa..."></div>
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