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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450032" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dream</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450032" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">O God, in the dream the terrible horse began<br>To paw at the air, and make for me with his blows,<br>Fear kept for thirty-five years poured through his mane,<br>And retribution equally old, or nearly, breathed through his nose. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450032" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Coward complete, I lay and wept on the ground<br>When some strong creature appeared, and leapt for the rein.<br>Another woman, as I lay half in a swound<br>Leapt in the air, and clutched at the leather and chain. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450032" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Give him, she said, something of yours as a charm.<br>Throw him, she said, some poor thing you alone claim.<br>No, no, I cried, he hates me; he is out for harm,<br>And whether I yield or not, it is all the same. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450032" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But, like a lion in a legend, when I flung the glove<br>Pulled from my sweating, my cold right hand;<br>The terrible beast, that no one may understand,<br>Came to my side, and put down his head in love.</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=Louise+Bogan">Louise Bogan</a></strong></div>