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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=589893" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The silver-fanged boar [Mistreţul cu colţi de argint]</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A prince from the East who loved hunting with passion <br>through woods vast and gloomy was toiling ahead.<br>He crossed the green thickets in recklessly fashion<br>And playing a bone flute he merrily said: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">- Come, folks, let's go hunting in forests forbidden<br>the silver-fanged boar, who is savage and sly,<br>and daily he changes, in hollow-trees hidden,<br>his hoof and his fur and his glittering eye...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">- O, master, the servants with bugles were calling,<br>that fierce ugly boar to come here never dares.<br>Let's chase some big antlers, it's equal enthralling,<br>or red colored foxes, or small fearful hares...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The prince smiled undaunted neglecting the riot<br>and passed through the trees admiring their dyes,<br>but left in their shelter the deer frail and quiet<br>as well as the lynx, with its small glowing eyes. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And under the beech trees through bushes would wander,<br>Then stopped: - Lo, he's waiting for us, rest assured,<br>the silver-fanged boar, you can see him, it's yonder,<br>come quickly, let's hit him with arrows of wood!...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">- O, master, it's only a creek that is steaming,<br>his servant replied as if tried to implore.<br>But turning around he said: - Hush! I'm not dreaming...<br>And that creek did flash like a fang of a boar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then runs under elm trees, his servants he rallies:<br>- Look there, how he grunts and scratches with zeal<br>the silver-fanged boar the slopes and the valleys:<br>come quickly, let's hit him with arrows of steel!...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">- O, master, it's only the grass we are seeing,<br>his servant replied as if tried to implore.<br>But turning around he said: - Hush! I'm not dreaming...<br>And that meadow shone like a fang of a boar. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From under tall firs he would urge them unthreatened:<br>- Let's go to the ridge, where reposes our game,<br>this boar, silver-fanged, from the popular legend:<br>come quickly, let's hit him with arrows of flame!...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">- O, master, it's only the moon, which is gleaming,<br>his servant replied as if tried to implore.<br>But turning around he said: - Hush! I'm not dreaming...<br>And moon gleamed above like a fang of a boar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But woe! When the sky pallid stars was displaying<br>late at dusk at a spring he fell with a thud,<br>and a huge sharp-fanged boar dragged him, gracefully swaying,<br>through the dust which at once was reddened with blood. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">- What's this strange ugly creature which tears me apart,<br>and stops me from hunting the boar in his den?<br>What black bird in the moonlight cries for me in its heart? <br>What dead leaf beats my face again and again?...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">- O, master, the boar with his fangs bright as silver,<br>has caught you and, grunting, escapes through the brush.<br>The hounds bark and chase him, to corner him thither...<br>However, the prince turned around and said: - Hush!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Blow loudly the bugle, let all hear its whining,<br>Until I am dead to the sky send its song...<br>The moon crossed the ridges and quickly stopped shining<br>and sounded the bugle, but not for so long.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=%C5%9Etefan+Augustin+Doina%C5%9F">Ştefan Augustin Doinaş</a>, translated by Octavian Cocoş<div class=q>
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