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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=38300" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Preludium</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The shadowy daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc.<br>When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abode;<br>His food she brought in iron baskets, his drink in cups of iron;<br>Crown'd with a helmet & dark hair the nameless female stood;<br>A quiver with its burning stores, a bow like that of night,<br>When pestilence is shot from heaven; no other arms she need:<br>Invulnerable tho' naked, save where clouds roll round her loins,<br>Their awful folds in the dark air; silent she stood as night;<br>For never from her iron tongue could voice or sound arise;<br>But dumb till that dread day when Orc assay'd his fierce embrace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dark virgin; said the hairy youth, thy father stern abhorr'd;<br>Rivets my tenfold chains while still on high my spirit soars;<br>Sometimes an eagle screaming in the sky, sometimes a lion,<br>Stalking upon the mountains, & sometimes a whale I lash<br>The raging fathomless abyss, anon a serpent folding<br>Around the pillars of Urthona, and round thy dark limbs,<br>On the Canadian wilds I fold, feeble my spirit folds.<br>For chaind beneath I rend these caverns; when thou bringest food<br>I howl my joy! and my red eyes seek to behold thy face<br>In vain! these clouds roll to & fro, & hide thee from my sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Silent as despairing love, and strong as jealousy,<br>The hairy shoulders rend the links, free are the wrists of fire;<br>Round the terrific loins he siez'd the panting struggling womb;<br>It joy'd: she put asider her clouds & smiled her first-born smile;<br>As when a black cloud shews its light'nings to the silent deep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Soon as she saw the terrible boy then burst the virgin cry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know thee, I have found thee, & I will not let thee go;<br>Thou art the image of God who dwells in darkness of Africa;<br>And thou art fall'n to give me life in regions of dark death.<br>On my American plains I feel the struggling afflictions<br>Edur'd by roots that writhe their arms into the nether deep:<br>I see a serpent in Canada, who courts me to his love;<br>In Mexico an Eagle, and a Lion in Peru;<br>I see a Whale in the South-sea, drinking my soul away.<br>O what limb rendering pains I feel. thy fire & my frost<br>Mingle in howling pains, in furrows by the ligtnings rent;<br>This is eternal death; and this the torment long foretold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Blake">William Blake</a> from <i>America a Prophecy</i><div class=q>
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