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Lion with sheep poem |
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Answer» ong>Answer: I SAW a Tiger's golden flank, I saw what food he ate, By a desert SPRING he drank; The Tiger's name was Hate. Then I saw a placid Lamb Lying fast asleep; Like a river from its dam Flashed the Tiger's leap. I saw a lion tawny-red, TERRIBLE and brave; The Tiger's leap overhead Broke like a wave. In sand below or SUN above He faded like a flame. The Lamb said, "I am Love; Lion, tell your name." The Lion's voice thundering Shook his vaulted breast, "I am Love. By this spring, Brother, let us rest." |
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