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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392095" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Assassin</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">. . . They caught him at the bend. He and his son<br>Sat in the car, revolvers in their laps.<br>From either side the stone-walled wintry road<br>There flashed thin fire-streaks in the rainy dusk.<br>The father swayed and fell, shot through the chest.<br>The son was up, but one more fire-streak leaped<br>Close from the pitch-black of a thick-set bush<br>Not five yards further and lit all the face<br>Of him whose sweetheart walked the Dublin streets<br>For lust of him who gave one yell and fell<br>Flat on the stony road a sweltering corse.<br>Then they came out, the men who did this thing,<br>And looked upon their hatred's retribution,<br>While heedlessly the rattling car fled on.<br>Grey-haired old Wolf, your letch for peasants' blood,<br>For peasants' sweat turned gold and silver and bronze,<br>Is done for ever, for ever and ever is done!<br>O foul young Fox, no more young girls' fresh lips<br>Shall bruise and bleed to cool your lecher's lust.<br>Slowly from out the great high-terraced clouds<br>The round moon sailed. The dead were left alone.<br>* * * * *<br>I talked with one of those who did this thing,<br>A coughing half-starved lad, mere skin and bone.<br>I said: 'They found upon those dead men gold.<br>Why did you not take it?' Then with proud-raised head,<br>He looked at me and said: 'Sorr, we're not thaves!'<br>Brother, from up the maimed and mangled earth,<br>Strewn with our flesh and bones, wet with our blood,<br>Let that great Word go up to unjust heaven<br>And smite the cheek of the Devil they've called 'God!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+William+Lauderdale+Adams">Francis William Lauderdale Adams</a><div class=q>
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From either side the stone-walled wintry road
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The father swayed and fell, shot through the chest.
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