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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539879" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Blind Caravan</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1 I am a slave, both dumb and blind,<br>2 Upon a journey dread; <br>3 The iron hills lie far behind, <br>4 The seas of mist ahead. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">5 Amid a mighty caravan<br>6 I toil a sombre track, <br>7 The strangest road since time began, <br>8 Where no foot turneth back.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">9 Here rosy youth at morning's prime<br>10 And weary man at noon<br>11 Are crooked shapes at eventime<br>12 Beneath the haggard moon. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">13 Faint elfin songs from out the past<br>14 Of some lost sunset land<br>15 Haunt this grim pageant drifting, vast, <br>16 Across the trackless sand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">17 And often for some nightward wind<br>18 We stay a space and hark, <br>19 Then leave the sunset lands behind,<br>20 And plunge into the dark. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">21 Somewhere, somewhere, far on in front, <br>22 There strides a lonely man<br>23 Who is all strength, who bears the brunt, <br>24 The battle and the ban. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">25 I know not of his face or form, <br>26 His voice or battle-scars, <br>27 Or how he fronts the haunted storm<br>28 Beneath the wintry stars; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">29 I know not of his wisdom great<br>30 That leads this sightless host<br>31 Beyond the barren hills of fate<br>32 Unto some kindlier coast. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">33 But often 'mid the eerie black<br>34 Through this sad caravan<br>35 A strange, sweet thrill is whispered back, <br>36 Borne on from man to man. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">37 A strange, glad joy that fills the night<br>38 Like some far marriage horn, <br>39 Till every heart is filled with light<br>40 Of some belated morn. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">41 The way is long, and rough the road, <br>42 And bitter the night, and dread, <br>43 And each poor slave is but a goad<br>44 To lash the one ahead. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">45 Evil the foes that lie in wait<br>46 To slay us in the pass, <br>47 Bloody the slaughter at the gate, <br>48 And bleak the wild morass; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">49 And I am but a shriveled thing<br>50 Beneath the midnight sky; <br>51 A wasted, wan remembering<br>52 Of days long wandered by. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">53 And yet I lift my sightless face<br>54 Toward the eerie light, <br>55 And tread the lonely way we trace<br>56 Across the haunted night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Wilfred+Campbell">William Wilfred Campbell</a><div class=q>
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2 Upon a journey dread; 
3 The iron hills lie far behind, 
4 The seas of mist ahead. 

5 Amid a mighty caravan
6 I toil a sombre track, 
7 The strangest road since time began, 
8 Where no foot turneth back.

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