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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420548" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>King Solomon and the Ants</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out from Jerusalem<br>The king rode with his great<br>War chiefs and lords of state,<br>And Sheba's queen with them;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Comely, but black withal,<br>To whom, perchance, belongs<br>That wondrous Song of songs,<br>Sensuous and mystical,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whereto devout souls turn<br>In fond, ecstatic dream,<br>And through its earth-born theme<br>The Love of loves discern.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Proud in the Syrian sun,<br>In gold and purple sheen,<br>The dusky Ethiop queen<br>Smiled on King Solomon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wisest of men, he knew<br>The languages of all<br>The creatures great or small<br>That trod the earth or flew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Across an ant-hill led<br>The king's path, and he heard<br>Its small folk, and their word<br>He thus interpreted:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Here comes the king men greet<br>As wise and good and just,<br>To crush us in the dust<br>Under his heedless feet.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The great king bowed his head,<br>And saw the wide surprise<br>Of the Queen of Sheba's eyes<br>As he told her what they said.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O king!' she whispered sweet,<br>'Too happy fate have they<br>Who perish in thy way<br>Beneath thy gracious feet!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Thou of the God-lent crown,<br>Shall these vile creatures dare<br>Murmur against thee where<br>The knees of kings kneel down?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Nay,' Solomon replied,<br>'The wise and strong should seek<br>The welfare of the weak,'<br>And turned his horse aside.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His train, with quick alarm,<br>Curved with their leader round<br>The ant-hill's peopled mound,<br>And left it free from harm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The jewelled head bent low;<br>'O king!' she said, 'henceforth<br>The secret of thy worth<br>And wisdom well I know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Happy must be the State<br>Whose ruler heedeth more<br>The murmurs of the poor<br>Than flatteries of the great.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q>
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The king rode with his great
War chiefs and lords of state,
And Sheba's queen with them;

Comely, but black withal,
To whom, perchance, belongs
That wondrous Song of songs,
Sensuous and mystical,

Whereto devout souls turn
In fo..."></div>
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