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Victor Hugo - Napoleon the Little
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How well I knew this stealthy wolf would howl
  When in the eagle talons ta`en in air!
A-glow, I snatched thee from thy prey, fowl!
  I held thee, abject conqueror, just where
All see the stigma of a fitting name
As deeply red as deeply black`s thy shame!
And though thy matchless impudence may frame
  Some mask of seeming courage, spite thy sneear
(And thou assurest sloth and skunk, "It does not hurt!")
  Thou feel`st it burning, in and in; and Fear
Says, "None forget it till shall hide congenial dirt!"
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