<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365684" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>China</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This land of ancients grows on me<br>Like a soft moss, damp-oozed in time, <br>Sad breezes churn each soul, unfree, <br>And sweep me over, like some tide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Strange voices echo from dim pasts<br>Long littered with dead Mandarins<br>I hear, I understand them less<br>But feel their presence in old sins.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While grace and beauty walk each street<br>As daughters fan their coal-black hair<br>The future calls to them, at last<br>And the world waits, to meet them there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">25 October 2005</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365684" data-title="China de David Lewis Paget" data-description="This land of ancients grows on me Like a soft moss, damp-oozed in time, Sad breezes churn each soul, unfree, And sweep me over, like some tide. Strange voices echo from dim pasts Long littered with dead Mandarins I hear, I understand them less ..."></div> </div> </div>

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