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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381488" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Combat</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was not meant for human eyes,<br>That combat on the shabby patch<br>Of clods and trampled turf that lies<br>Somewhere beneath the sodden skies<br>For eye of toad or adder to catch.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And having seen it I accuse<br>The crested animal in his pride,<br>Arrayed in all the royal hues<br>Which hide the claws he well can use<br>To tear the heart out of the side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Body of leopard, eagle's head<br>And whetted beak, and lion's mane,<br>And frost-grey hedge of feathers spread<br>Behind -- he seemed of all things bred.<br>I shall not see his like again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As for his enemy there came in<br>A soft round beast as brown as clay;<br>All rent and patched his wretched skin;<br>A battered bag he might have been,<br>Some old used thing to throw away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet he awaited face to face<br>The furious beast and the swift attack.<br>Soon over and done. That was no place<br>Or time for chivalry or for grace.<br>The fury had him on his back.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And two small paws like hands flew out<br>To right and left as the trees stood by.<br>One would have said beyond a doubt<br>That was the very end of the bout,<br>But that the creature would not die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For ere the death-stroke he was gone,<br>Writhed, whirled, into his den,<br>Safe somehow there. The fight was done,<br>And he had lost who had all but won.<br>But oh his deadly fury then.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A while the place lay blank, forlorn,<br>Drowsing as in relief from pain.<br>The cricket chirped, the grating thorn<br>Stirred, and a little sound was born.<br>The champions took their posts again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And all began. The stealthy paw<br>Slashed out and in. Could nothing save<br>These rags and tatters from the claw?<br>Nothing. And yet I never saw<br>A beast so helpless and so brave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now, while the trees stand watching, still<br>The unequal battle rages there.<br>The killing beast that cannot kill<br>Swells and swells in his fury till<br>You'd almost think it was despair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edwin+Muir">Edwin Muir</a><div class=q>
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That combat on the shabby patch
Of clods and trampled turf that lies
Somewhere beneath the sodden skies
For eye of toad or adder to catch.

And having seen it I accuse
The crested animal in his pride,
Arrayed in al..."></div>
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