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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510702" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Beast and Man in India</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They killed a Child to please the Gods<br>In Earth's young penitence,<br>And I have bled in that Babe's stead<br>Because of innocence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I bear the sins of sinful men<br>That have no sin of my own,<br>They drive me forth to Heaven's wrath<br>Unpastured and alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am the meat of sacrifice, <br>The ransom of man's guilt,<br>For they give my life to the altar-knife<br>Wherever shrine is built.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Goat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Between the waving tufts of jungle-grass,<br>Up from the river as the twilight falls,<br>Across the dust-beclouded plain they pass<br>On to the village walls.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Great is the sword and mighty is the pen,<br>But over all the labouring ploughman's blade--<br>For on its oxen and its husbandmen<br>An Empire's strength is laid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Oxen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The torn boughs trailing o'er the tusks aslant,<br>The saplings reeling in the path he trod,<br>Declare his might--our lord the Elephant, <br>Chief of the ways of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The black bulk heaving where the oxen pant,<br>The bowed head toiling where the guns careen,<br>Declare our might--our slave the Elephant,<br>And servant of the Queen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Elephant.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Dark children of the mere and marsh,<br>Wallow and waste and lea,<br>Outcaste they wait at the village gate<br>With folk of low degree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their pasture is in no man's land,<br>Their food the cattle's scorn;<br>Their rest is mire and their desire<br>The thicket and the thorn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But woe to those that break their sleep,<br>And woe to those that dare<br>To rouse the herd-bull from his keep,<br>The wild boar from his lair!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pigs and Buffaloes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The beasts are very wise,<br>Their mouths are clean of lies,<br>They talk one to the other,<br>Bullock to bullock's brother<br>Resting after their labours,<br>Each in stall with his neighbours.<br>But man with goad and whip,<br>Breaks up their fellowship,<br>Shouts in their silky ears<br>Filling their soul with fears.<br>When he has ploughed the land,<br>He says: &quot;They understand.&quot;<br>But the beasts in stall together,<br>Freed from the yoke and tether,<br>Say as the torn flanks smoke:<br>&quot;Nay, 'twas the whip that spoke.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</a><div class=q>
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In Earth's young penitence,
And I have bled in that Babe's stead
Because of innocence.

I bear the sins of sinful men
That have no sin of my own,
They drive me forth to Heaven's wrath
Unpastured and alone.

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