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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=450106" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Kings</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A man said unto his Angel: <br>"My spirits are fallen low, <br>And I cannot carry this battle: <br>O brother! where might I go? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"The terrible Kings are on me <br>With spears that are deadly bright; <br>Against me so from the cradle <br>Do fate and my fathers fight." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then said to the man his Angel: <br>"Thou wavering, witless soul, <br>Back to the ranks! What matter <br>To win or to lose the whole, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"As judged by the little judges <br>Who hearken not well, nor see? <br>Not thus, by the outer issue, <br>The Wise shall interpret thee. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Thy will is the sovereign measure <br>And only events of things: <br>The puniest heart, defying, <br>Were stronger than all these Kings. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Though out of the past they gather, <br>Mind's Doubt, and Bodily Pain, <br>And pallid Thirst of the Spirit <br>That is kin to the other twain, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"And Grief, in a cloud of banners, <br>And ringletted Vain Desires, <br>And Vice, with the spoils upon him <br>Of thee and thy beaten sires, -- </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"While Kings of eternal evil <br>Yet darken the hills about, <br>Thy part is with broken sabre <br>To rise on the last redoubt; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"To fear not sensible failure, <br>Nor covet the game at all, <br>But fighting, fighting, fighting, <br>Die, driven against the wall."</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louise+Imogen+Guiney">Louise Imogen Guiney</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=450106" data-title="The Kings de Louise Imogen Guiney" data-description="A man said unto his Angel: "My spirits are fallen low, And I cannot carry this battle: O brother! where might I go? "The terrible Kings are on me With spears that are deadly bright; Against me so from the cradle Do fate and my fa..."></div> </div> </div>
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