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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424769" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Brahma – Spin Bowl after Andrew Land, Ralph Waldo Emerson et al</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spin bowl Oh ball of fate, in parabole! <br>Ten thousand overs dare your drive in vain.<br>Man marks the earth with whitewash, his control<br>stops at the stumps and balls you soon shall gain.<br>The wickets are your prey, and it is plain<br>your shadow spins so fast that not a sole<br>batsman’s left before that dropp of rain<br>calls the inning’s toss and sweeps each soul<br>back to the pavilion whence it came.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">6 August 1991 Parody Andrew LANG and Ralph Waldo Emerson - Brahma <br>See also Brahma Revisited</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Brahma</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>If the wild bowler thinks he bowls, <br> Or if the batsman thinks he's bowled, <br>They know not, poor misguided souls, <br> They too shall perish unconsoled.<br>I am the batsman and the bat, <br> I am the bowler and the ball, <br>The umpire, the pavilion cat, <br> The roller, pitch, and stumps, and all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Andrew LANG 1844_1912 <br>Parody Ralph Waldo EMERSON – Brahma</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424769" data-title="Brahma – Spin Bowl after Andrew Land, Ralph Waldo Emerson et al de Jonathan Robin" data-description="Spin bowl Oh ball of fate, in parabole! Ten thousand overs dare your drive in vain. Man marks the earth with whitewash, his control stops at the stumps and balls you soon shall gain. The wickets are your prey, and it is plain your shadow spins so..."></div> </div> </div>
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