<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=534035" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He shines through history like a sun.<br>For thrice five years<br>He bore bright victory through the dun<br>King-shadowed spheres;<br>Proud Europe 'neath his law of might<br>Low-bowed the knee.<br>Thou, poor ape, hobble after aright,<br>Petit, petit! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Napoleon in the roar of fight,<br>Calm and serene,<br>Guided athwart the fiery flight<br>His eagle keen.<br>Upon Arcola bridge he trod,<br>And came forth free.<br>Come! here is gold; adore thy god,<br>Petit, petit! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Viennas were his lights-o-love,<br>He ravished them;<br>Blithely he seized brave heights above<br>By the iron hem;<br>Castles caught he by the curls,<br>His brides to be:<br>For thee here are the poor, pale girls.<br>Petit, petit! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He passed o'er mountains, deserts, plains,<br>Having in hand<br>The palm, the lightening, and the reins<br>Of every land;<br>Drunken, he tottered on the brink<br>Of deity.<br>Here is sweet blood! quick, run to the drink,<br>Petit, petit! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then, when he fell, loosening the world,<br>The abysmal sea<br>Made wide here depths for him, down-hurled<br>By Liberty;<br>Th' archangel plunged from where he stood,<br>And earth breathed free.<br>Thou! drown thyself in thy own mud,<br>Petit, petit!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Victor+Hugo">Victor Hugo</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=534035" data-title="Song de Victor Hugo" data-description="He shines through history like a sun. For thrice five years He bore bright victory through the dun King-shadowed spheres; Proud Europe 'neath his law of might Low-bowed the knee. Thou, poor ape, hobble after aright, Petit, petit! Napoleon in the..."></div> </div> </div>

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