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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391837" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hermit's Sacrifice</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">From Rome's palaces and villas <br>Gaily issued forth a throng; <br>From her humbler habitations <br>Moved a human tide along. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Haughty dames and blooming maidens, <br>Men who knew not mercy's sway, <br>Thronged into the Coliseum <br>On that Roman holiday. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the lonely wilds of Asia, <br>From her jungles far away, <br>From the distant torrid regions, <br>Rome had gathered beasts of prey. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lions restless, roaring, rampant, <br>Tigers with their stealthy tread, <br>Leopards bright, and fierce, and fiery, <br>Met in conflict wild and dread. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fierce and fearful was the carnage <br>Of the maddened beasts of prey, <br>As they fought and rent each other <br>Urged by men more fierce than they. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Till like muffled thunders breaking <br>On a vast and distant shore, <br>Fainter grew the yells of tigers, <br>And the lions' dreadful roar. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the crimson-stained arena <br>Lay the victims of the fight; <br>Eyes which once had glared with anguish, <br>Lost in death their baleful light. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then uprose the gladiators <br>Armed for conflict unto death, <br>Waiting for the prefect's signal, <br>Cold and stern with bated breath. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Ave Caesar, morituri, <br>Te, salutant,&quot; rose the cry <br>From the lips of men ill-fated, <br>Doomed to suffer and to die. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then began the dreadful contest, <br>Lives like chaff were thrown away, <br>Rome with all her pride and power <br>Butchered for a holiday. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Eagerly the crowd were waiting, <br>Loud the clashing sabres rang; <br>When between the gladiators <br>All unarmed a hermit sprang. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Cease your bloodshed,&quot; cried the hermit, <br>&quot;On this carnage place your ban;&quot; <br>But with flashing swords they answered, <br>&quot;Back unto your place, old man.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From their path the gladiators <br>Thrust the strange intruder back, <br>Who between their hosts advancing <br>Calmly parried their attack. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All undaunted by their weapons, <br>Stood the old heroic man; <br>While a maddened cry of anger <br>Through the vast assembly ran. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Down with him,&quot; cried out the people, <br>As with thumbs unbent they glared, <br>Till the prefect gave the signal <br>That his life should not be spared. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Men grew wild with wrathful passion, <br>When his fearless words were said <br>Cruelly they fiercely showered <br>Stones on his devoted head. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bruised and bleeding fell the hermit, <br>Victor in that hour of strife; <br>Gaining in his death a triumph <br>That he could not win in life. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Had he uttered on the forum <br>Struggling thoughts within him born, <br>Men had jeered his words as madness, <br>But his deed they could not scorn. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not in vain had been his courage, <br>Nor for naught his daring deed; <br>From his grave his mangled body <br>Did for wretched captives plead. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From that hour Rome, grown more thoughtful, <br>Ceased her sport in human gore; <br>And into her Coliseum <br>Gladiators came no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frances+Ellen+Watkins+Harper">Frances Ellen Watkins Harper</a><div class=q>
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Gaily issued forth a throng; 
From her humbler habitations 
Moved a human tide along. 

Haughty dames and blooming maidens, 
Men who knew not mercy's sway, 
Thronged into the Coliseum 
On that Roman holiday. 

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