<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391992" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Arab Love-Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The hunchèd camels of the night<br>Trouble the bright <br>And silver waters of the moon. <br>The Maiden of the Morn will soon <br>Through Heaven stray and sing, <br>Star gathering. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now while the dark about our loves is strewn, <br>Light of my dark, blood of my heart, O come! <br>And night will catch her breath up, and be dumb. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Leave thy father, leave thy mother <br>And thy brother; <br>Leave the black tents of thy tribe apart! <br>Am I not thy father and thy brother, <br>And thy mother? <br>And thou--what needest with thy tribe's black tents <br>Who hast the red pavilion of my heart?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Thompson">Francis Thompson</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=391992" data-title="An Arab Love-Song de Francis Thompson" data-description="The hunchèd camels of the night Trouble the bright And silver waters of the moon. The Maiden of the Morn will soon Through Heaven stray and sing, Star gathering. Now while the dark about our loves is strewn, Light of my dark, blood of my h..."></div> </div> </div>

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