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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>His' Africa</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Live your rooms and betake to this hour, Africa! <br>Forsake, if star-crossed tracks; thy ailling canker.<br>Bathe your visage and comport to your puissance.<br>Alas! You were those, past. So, bare thy luminescense.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through that of whom you are, enfeeble thy languor.<br>Tow your chicks along, whom hatched to your<br>savour.<br>Not ever again, shake through foresaken nods; <br>that to, flowered your forebears upon their seconds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Either blithe or woeful, betake your brow to flaw.<br>Take your bath, those are your toils and labour.<br>With ménage in chorus, throng through your prove<br>and stand your biles. Die not even, upon this move.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Neither your semi-sweats they aids, even alone mould<br>to your freshest breath withering sotto-voce untold.<br>Array through the shadows athwart their rumours<br>that you are, hither to not, could only your celestial toss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Last unborn anymore and mourn thy yesternights.<br>Essay your hood vie his fellow 'til your bower alights.<br>Oh Africa! You had it unfruitful, die so your hero.<br>Rather, mighty but veilled Iroko_the heavy Tyro.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Interred alive your children's paean for plaints<br>to sing their Epics through Elergies across firmaments.<br>Aargh Africa! Through my all, Goodness I urge<br>A crown you are and spied had I unto the Demi-urge.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Trail beside alchemy, unthoughtful to whom you are.<br>That were you, Africa! You can, through that you were.<br>Ah Africa! Oh could you, within bucolic Hearth<br>by which your myths and Ballads were your natural bath.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Faeo+%27Lyre%27+Clive">Faeo 'Lyre' Clive</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555980" data-title="His' Africa de Faeo 'Lyre' Clive" data-description="Live your rooms and betake to this hour, Africa! Forsake, if star-crossed tracks; thy ailling canker. Bathe your visage and comport to your puissance. Alas! You were those, past. So, bare thy luminescense. Through that of whom you are, enfeeble ..."></div> </div> </div>
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