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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523643" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Career</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tether the cow to the post of your patience<br>    and wait<br>First make ready the field in which you choose to let her loose<br>There where no lilacs grow<br> nor lotuses in the pond of your astrological gaze<br> <br>If you haven't enough cut-grass in the loft<br>Make sure your sickle doesn't rake through touch-me-nots and lallang<br> <br>You may only prepare the pasturing ground<br>You cannot make your cow browse in it<br> all her dogged years<br>  her udder bitten<br>   fangs sunk in stealth<br>   milk mixed with venom<br>   milched in terror<br> suckling in fear<br> <br>You may not clear your fields<br>   of<br> toads<br> snails<br>  snakes<br> or  centipedes<br> <br>They are the legitimate heirs of the land<br>    where<br> you plan to graze your cow<br>You may only tend to her when she comes home<br>   if she comes<br>  by her own will<br> acknowledging not a master<br> but an inherited contract<br>   thus<br> you may milk her but at this appointed hour<br> with this can<br>  two-spans-full<br> if you give her fresh grass and barley<br>    before she goes<br>'cause she's bespoken to patience<br> <br>Dedicated to Nachiketas</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=T.+Wignesan">T. Wignesan</a><div class=q>
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First make ready the field in which you choose to let her loose
There where no lilacs grow
 nor lotuses in the pond of your astrological gaze
 
If you haven't enough cut-grass in the loft
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