}
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I think, the king was fierce, though young,
When he proclaimed, 'You-ll level Thebes with ground.'
And the old chief perceived this city proud,
He-d seen in times that are in sagas sung.
Set all to fire! The king listed else
The towers, the gates, the temples - rich and thriving...
But sank in thoughts, and said with lighted face,
'You just provide the Bard Home-s surviving.'
Alexander By Thebes
Anna Akhmatova
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Poem topics: city, fire, home, young, face, level, fierce, king, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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