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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538696" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Atra Cura</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538696" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Before I lost my five poor wits,<br>I mind me of a Romish clerk,<br>Who sang how Care, the phantom dark,<br>Beside the belted horseman sits.<br>Methought I saw the grisly sprite<br>Jump up but now behind my Knight.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538696" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And though he gallop as he may,<br>I mark that cursed monster black<br>Still sits behind his honor's back,<br>Tight squeezing of his heart alway.<br>Like two black Templars sit they there,<br>Beside one crupper, Knight and Care.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538696" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">No knight am I with pennoned spear,<br>To prance upon a bold destrere:<br>I will not have black Care prevail<br>Upon my long-eared charger's tail,<br>For lo, I am a witless fool,<br>And laugh at Grief and ride a mule.</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=William+Makepeace+Thackeray">William Makepeace Thackeray</a></strong></div>

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