Cyprian Kamil Norwid

The Mature Laurel

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Only through solitary wars
Are future readers won;
You will neither dwell in halls
In the Temple of your choice,

Nor will own a private portal:
Someone will unlock the grille,
And what in life were wings
History may bring to heel ! ...

Today's screaming boasts
Which you take for trumpet blasts
Are votes being cast,
And silence - the ballot count.

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Cyprian Kamil Norwid