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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=498234" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Harmosan</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the third and fatal conflict for the Persian throne was done, <br>And the Moslem's fiery valor had the crowning victory won. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Harmosan, the last and boldest the invader to defy, <br>Captive overborne by numbers, they were bringing forth to die. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then exclaimed the noble captive: "Lo! I perish in my thirst; <br>Give me but one drink of water, and let then arrive the worst!" </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In his hand he took the goblet, but awhle the draught forbore, <br>Seeming doubtully the purpose of the foemen to explore. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well might then have paused the bravest -- for around him angry foes <br>With a hedge of naked weapons did that lonely man enclose. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"But what fear'st thou?" cried the caliph; -- "is it, friend, a secret blow? <br>Fear it not! -- our gallant Moslem no such treacherous dealing know. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Thou mayst quench thy thirst securely, for thou shalt not die before <br>Thou hast drunk that cup of water -- this reprieve is thine -- no more!" </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Quick the satrap dashed the goblet down to earth with ready hand, <br>And the liquid sand for ever, lost amid the burning sand. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Thou hast said that mine my life is, till the water of that cup <br>I have drained; then bid thy servants that spilled water gather up!" </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For a moment stood the calph as by doubtful passions stirred -- <br>Then exclaimed: "For ever sacred must remain a monarch's word. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Bring another cup, and straightway to the noble Persian give: <br>Drink, I said before, and perish -- now I bid thee drink and live!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Chenevix+Trench">Richard Chenevix Trench</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=498234" data-title="Harmosan de Richard Chenevix Trench" data-description="Now the third and fatal conflict for the Persian throne was done, And the Moslem's fiery valor had the crowning victory won. Harmosan, the last and boldest the invader to defy, Captive overborne by numbers, they were bringing forth to die. T..."></div> </div> </div>
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