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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507160" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dead Fox Hunter</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We found the little captain at the head;<br>His men lay well-aligned.<br>We touched his hand &mdash stone cold &mdash and he was dead,<br>And they, all dead behind,<br>Had never reached their goal, but they died well;<br>They charged in line, and in the same line fell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They well-known rosy colours of his face<br>Were almost lost in grey.<br>We saw that, dying and in hopeless case,<br>For others' sake that day<br>He'd smothered all rebellious groans: in death<br>His fingers were tight clenched between his teeth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For those who live uprightly and die true<br>Heaven has no bars or locks,<br>And serves all taste...or what's for him to do<br>Up there, but hunt the fox?<br>Angelic choirs? No, Justice must provide<br>For one who rose straight and in hunting died.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So if Heaven had no Hunt before hecame,<br>Why, it must find one now:<br>If any shirk and doubt they know the game,<br>There's one to teach them how:<br>Andthe whole host of Seraphim complete<br>Must jog in scarlet to his opening Meet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Graves">Robert Graves</a><div class=q>
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His men lay well-aligned.
We touched his hand &mdash stone cold &mdash and he was dead,
And they, all dead behind,
Had never reached their goal, but they died well;
They charged in line, and in the same lin..."></div>
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