<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472621" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To A Caged Lion</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poor conquered monarch! though that haughty glance<br>Still speaks thy courage unsubdued by time,<br>And in the grandeur of thy sullen tread<br>Lives the proud spirit of thy burning clime;--<br>Fettered by things that shudder at thy roar,<br>Torn from thy pathless wilds to pace this narrow floor!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou wast the victor, and all nature shrunk<br>Before the thunders of thine awful wrath;<br>The steel-armed hunter viewed thee from afar,<br>Fearless and trackless in thy lonely path!<br>The famished tiger closed his flaming eye,<br>And crouched and panted as thy step went by!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou art the vanquished, and insulting man<br>Bars thy broad bosom as a sparrow's wing;<br>His nerveless arms thine iron sinews bind,<br>And lead in chains the desert's fallen king;<br>Are these the beings that have dared to twine<br>Their feeble threads around those limbs of thine?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So must it be; the weaker, wiser race,<br>That wields the tempest and that rides the sea,<br>Even in the stillness of thy solitude<br>Must teach the lesson of its power to thee;<br>And thou, the terror of the trembling wild,<br>Must bow thy savage strength, the mockery of a child!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Wendell+Holmes">Oliver Wendell Holmes</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=472621" data-title="To A Caged Lion de Oliver Wendell Holmes" data-description="Poor conquered monarch! though that haughty glance Still speaks thy courage unsubdued by time, And in the grandeur of thy sullen tread Lives the proud spirit of thy burning clime;-- Fettered by things that shudder at thy roar, Torn from thy pathle..."></div> </div> </div>

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