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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418670" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mahomet's Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SEE the rock-born stream!<br>Like the gleam<br>Of a star so bright<br>Kindly spirits<br>High above the clouds<br>Nourished him while youthful<br>In the copse between the cliffs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young and fresh.<br>From the clouds he danceth<br>Down upon the marble rocks;<br>Then tow'rd heaven<br>Leaps exulting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through the mountain-passes<br>Chaseth he the colour'd pebbles,<br>And, advancing like a chief,<br>Tears his brother streamlets with him<br>In his course.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the valley down below<br>'Neath his footsteps spring the flowers,<br>And the meadow<br>In his breath finds life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet no shady vale can stay him,<br>Nor can flowers,<br>Round his knees all-softly twining<br>With their loving eyes detain him;<br>To the plain his course he taketh,<br>Serpent-winding,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Social streamlets<br>Join his waters. And now moves he<br>O'er the plain in silv'ry glory,<br>And the plain in him exults,<br>And the rivers from the plain,<br>And the streamlets from the mountain,<br>Shout with joy, exclaiming: &quot;Brother,<br>Brother, take thy brethren with thee,<br>With thee to thine aged father,<br>To the everlasting ocean,<br>Who, with arms outstretching far,<br>Waiteth for us;<br>Ah, in vain those arms lie open<br>To embrace his yearning children;<br>For the thirsty sand consumes us<br>In the desert waste; the sunbeams<br>Drink our life-blood; hills around us<br>Into lakes would dam us! Brother,<br>Take thy brethren of the plain,<br>Take thy brethren of the mountain<br>With thee, to thy father's arms!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let all come, then!--<br>And now swells he<br>Lordlier still; yea, e'en a people<br>Bears his regal flood on high!<br>And in triumph onward rolling,<br>Names to countries gives he,--cities<br>Spring to light beneath his foot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ever, ever, on he rushes,<br>Leaves the towers' flame-tipp'd summits,<br>Marble palaces, the offspring<br>Of his fullness, far behind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cedar-houses bears the Atlas<br>On his giant shoulders; flutt'ring<br>In the breeze far, far above him<br>Thousand flags are gaily floating,<br>Bearing witness to his might.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so beareth he his brethren,<br>All his treasures, all his children,<br>Wildly shouting, to the bosom<br>Of his long-expectant sire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Johann+Wolfgang+von+Goethe">Johann Wolfgang von Goethe</a><div class=q>
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Like the gleam
Of a star so bright
Kindly spirits
High above the clouds
Nourished him while youthful
In the copse between the cliffs.

Young and fresh.
From the clouds he danceth
Down upon the marble rocks;
Then tow'rd he..."></div>
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