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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408269" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Australia Vindex</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who cometh from fields of the south<br>With raiment of weeping and woe,<br>And a cry of the heart in her mouth,<br>And a step that is muffled and slow? <br>Her paths are the paths of the sun;<br>Her house is a beautiful light;<br>But she boweth her head, and is one<br>With the daughters of dolour and night. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She is fairer than flowers of love;<br>She is fiercer than wind-driven flame;<br>And God from His thunders above<br>Hath smitten the soul of her shame. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She saith to the bloody one curst<br>With the fever of evil, she saith<br>“My sorrow shall strangle thee first<br>With an agony wilder than death! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“My sorrow shall hack at thy life!<br>Thou shalt wrestle with wraiths of thy sin,<br>And sleep on a pillow of strife<br>With demons without and within!” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She whispers, “He came to the land<br>A lord and a lover of me—<br>A son of the waves with a hand<br>As fearless and frank as the sea. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“On the shores of the stranger he stood<br>With the sweetness of youth on his face;<br>Till there started a fiend from the wood,<br>Who stabbed at the peace of the place! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Because of the dastardly thing<br>Thou hast done in the sight of the day,<br>All horrors that sicken and sting<br>Shall make thee for ever their prey. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Because of the beautiful trust<br>Destroyed by a devil like thee,<br>Thy bed shall be low in the dust<br>And my heel as a shackle shall be! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Because” (and she mutters it deep<br>Who curseth the coward in chains)<br>“Thou hast stricken and murdered our sleep,<br>Thy sleep shall be perished with pains; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Thy sleep shall be broken and sharp<br>And filled with fierce spasms and dreams,<br>And shadow shall haunt thee and harp<br>On hellish and horrible themes! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“I will set my right hand on thy neck<br>And my foot on thy body, nor bate,<br>Till thy name shall become as a wreck<br>And a byword for hisses and hate!”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Kendall">Henry Kendall</a><div class=q>
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With raiment of weeping and woe,
And a cry of the heart in her mouth,
And a step that is muffled and slow? 
Her paths are the paths of the sun;
Her house is a beautiful light;
But she boweth her head, and is one..."></div>
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