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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=415829" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Glove and The Lions</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport,<br>And one day as his lions fought, sat looking on the court;<br>The nobles filled the benches, and the ladies in their pride,<br>And 'mongst them sat the Count de Lorge, with one for whom he sighed:<br>And truly 'twas a gallant thing to see that crowning show,<br>Valour and love, and a king above, and the royal beasts below.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ramped and roared the lions, with horrid laughing jaws;<br>They bit, they glared, gave blows like beams, a wind went with their paws;<br>With wallowing might and stifled roar they rolled on one another;<br>Till all the pit with sand and mane was in a thunderous smother;<br>The bloody foam above the bars came whisking through the air;<br>Said Francis then, &quot;Faith, gentlemen, we're better here than there.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">De Lorge's love o'erheard the King, a beauteous lively dame<br>With smiling lips and sharp bright eyes, which always seemed the same;<br>She thought, the Count my lover is brave as brave can be;<br>He surely would do wondrous things to show his love of me;<br>King, ladies, lovers, all look on; the occasion is divine;<br>I'll drop my glove, to prove his love; great glory will be mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She dropped her glove, to prove his love, then looked at him and smiled;<br>He bowed, and in a moment leaped among the lions wild:<br>The leap was quick, return was quick, he has regained his place,<br>Then threw the glove, but not with love, right in the lady's face.<br>&quot;By God!&quot; said Francis, &quot;rightly done!&quot; and he rose from where he sat:<br>&quot;No love,&quot; quoth he, &quot;but vanity, sets love a task like that.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Henry+Leigh+Hunt">James Henry Leigh Hunt</a><div class=q>
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