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"From tooth and claw they never cower.
Who can tell which nipped the other?
Proud as stags, they lunge and joust.
Royal tigers, they rear back and roar.
Shrinking and creeping with stalk and glower,
crouching to leap from window to floor,
their only thought is to pounce on a mouse
then croon from rooftops arousing meows."
-- "Vinh mieu (meo)," Ho Xuan Huong (translation by John Balaban)
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