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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536852" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>America, A Prophecy</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 and 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 though 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.<br> '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, and 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 chain'd 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 and fro, and 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 seiz'd the panting, struggling womb;<br> It joy'd: she put aside her clouds and smiled her first-born smile,<br> As when a black cloud shews its lightnings 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, and 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> Endur'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-rending pains I feel! thy fire and my frost<br> Mingle in howling pains, in furrows by thy lightnings 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><div class=q>
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