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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Down By the Carib Sea</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sunrise in the Tropics</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sol, Sol, mighty lord of the tropic zone,<br>Here I wait with the trembling stars <br>To see thee once more take thy throne.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There the patient palm tree watching<br>Waits to say, 'Good morn' to thee,<br>And a throb of expectation<br>Pulses through the earth and me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, o'er nature falls a hush,<br>Look! the East is all a-blush;<br>And a growing crimson crest<br>Dims the late stars in the west;<br>Now, a flood of golden light<br>Sweeps acress the silver night,<br>Swift the pale moon fades away<br>Before the light-girt King of Day,<br>See! the miracle is done! <br>Once more behold! The Sun!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Los Cigarillos</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>This is the land of the dark-eyed <br>gente,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of the <br>dolce far niente,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where we dream away<br>Both the night and day,<br>At night-time in sleep our dreams we invoke,<br>Our dreams come by day through the redolent smoke,<br>As it lazily curls,<br>And slowly unfurls<br>From our lips,<br>And the tips<br>Of our fragrant cigarillos.<br>For life in the tropics is only a joke,<br>So we pass it in dreams, and we pass it in smoke,<br>Smoke — smoke — smoke.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tropical constitutions<br>Call for occasional revolutions;<br>But after that's through,<br>Why there's nothing to do<br>But smoke — smoke;<br>For life in the tropics is only a joke,<br>So we pass it in dreams, and we pass it in smoke,<br>Smoke — smoke — smoke.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Teestay</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Of tropic sensations, the worst<br>Is, <br>sin duda,<br>the tropical thirst.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When it starts in your throat and constantly grows,<br>Till you feel that it reaches down to your toes,<br>When your mouth tastes like fur<br>And your tongue turns to dust,<br>There's but one thing to do,<br>And do it you must,<br>Drink <br>teestay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Teestay, a drink with a history,<br>A delicious, delectable mystery,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Cinco centavos el vaso, señor,'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you take one, you will surely want more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Teestay, Teestay,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The national drink on a feast day;<br>How it coolingly tickles,<br>As downward it trickles,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Teestay, teestay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And you wish, as you take it down at a quaff,<br>That your neck was constructed à la giraffe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Teestay, teestay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>IV</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The Lottery Girl</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'Lottery, lottery,<br>Take a chance at the lottery?<br>Take a ticket,<br>Or, better, take two;<br>Who knows what the future<br>May hold for you?<br>Lottery, lottery,<br>Take a chance at the lottery?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, limpid-eyed girl,<br>I would take every chance,<br>If only the prize<br>Were a love-flashing glance<br>From your fathomless eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Lottery, lottery,<br>Try your luck at the lottery?<br>Consider the size<br>Of the capital prize,<br>And take tickets<br>For the lottery.<br>Tickets, <br>señor?<br>Tickets, <br>señor?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Take a chance at the lottery?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, crimson-lipped girl,<br>With the magical smile, <br>I would count that the gamble<br>Were well worth the while,<br>Not a chance would I miss,<br>If only the prize<br>Were a honey-bee kiss<br>Gathered in sips<br>From those full-ripened lips,<br>And a love-flashing glance<br>From your eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">V</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The Dancing Girl</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Do you know what it is to dance?<br>Perhaps, you do know, in a fashion;<br>But by dancing I mean,<br>Not what's generally seen,<br>But dancing of fire and passion,<br>Of fire and delirious passion.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With a dusky-haired <br>señorita,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her dark, misty eyes near your own,<br>And her scarlet-red mouth,<br>Like a rose of the south,<br>The reddest that ever was grown,<br>So close that you catch<br>Her quick-panting breath<br>As across your own face it is blown,<br>With a sigh, and a moan. <br>Ah! that is dancing,<br>As here by the Carib it's known.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, whirling and twirling<br>Like furies we go;<br>Now, soft and caressing<br>And sinuously slow;<br>With an undulating motion,<br>Like waves on a breeze-kissed ocean:—<br>And the scarlet-red mouth<br>Is nearer your own,<br>And the dark, misty eyes<br>Still softer have grown.<br>Ah! that is dancing, that is loving,<br>As here by the Carib they're known.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VI</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Sunset in the Tropics</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>A silver flash from the sinking sun,<br>Then a shot of crimson across the sky<br>That, bursting, lets a thousand colors fly<br>And riot among the clouds; they run,<br>Deepening in purple, flaming in gold,<br>Changing, and opening fold after fold,<br>Then fading through all of the tints of the rose into gray,<br>Till, taking quick fright at the coming night,<br>They rush out down the west,<br>In hurried quest<br>Of the fleeing day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now above where the tardiest color flares a moment yet,<br>One point of light, now two, now three are set<br>To form the starry stairs, —<br>And, in her fire-fly crown,<br>Queen Night, on velvet slippered feet, comes softly down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Weldon+Johnson">James Weldon Johnson</a><div class=q>
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Sunrise in the Tropics

Sol, Sol, mighty lord of the tropic zone,
Here I wait with the trembling stars 
To see thee once more take thy throne.

There the patient palm tree watching
Waits to say, 'Good morn' to thee,
And a throb of expectation
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