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Admetus: To My Friend, Ralph Waldo Emerson

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He who could beard the lion in his lair,
To bind him for a girl, and tame the boar,
And drive these beasts before his chariot,
Might wed Alcestis. For her low brows' sake,
Her hairs' soft undulations of warm gold,
Her eyes' clear color and pure virgin mouth,
Though many would draw bow or shiver spear,
Yet none dared meet the intolerable eye,
Or lipless tusk, of lion or of boar.
This heard Admetus, King of Thessaly,

Whose broad, fat pastures spread their ample fields
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Kayode Are 24 June 2017

A powerful lore of love. Great story exposing the selfishness of the average being.

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