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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374561" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Conscientious Objector</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374561" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I shall die, but <br>that is all that I shall do for Death.<br>I hear him leading his horse out of the stall; <br>I hear the clatter on the barn-floor.<br>He is in haste; he has business in Cuba,<br>business in the Balkans, many calls to make this morning.<br>But I will not hold the bridle<br>while he clinches the girth.<br>And he may mount by himself: <br>I will not give him a leg up. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374561" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Though he flick my shoulders with his whip,<br>I will not tell him which way the fox ran.<br>With his hoof on my breast, I will not tell him where <br>the black boy hides in the swamp.<br>I shall die, but that is all that I shall do for Death;<br>I am not on his pay-roll. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374561" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I will not tell him the whereabout of my friends <br>nor of my enemies either.<br>Though he promise me much, <br>I will not map him the route to any man's door.<br>Am I a spy in the land of the living,<br>that I should deliver men to Death?<br>Brother, the password and the plans of our city <br>are safe with me; never through me Shall you be overcome.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Edna+St.+Vincent+Millay">Edna St. Vincent Millay</a></strong></div>