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day the wind breathes low with mellower tone;/Toata ziua vintul rasufla incet cu un
dulce
nd and round the spicy downs the yellow Lotos-dust is blown./rotund si rotund,
umatele dealuri,galbenii lotusi ,praful este suflat
have had enough of action, and of motion we,/Suntem satuli de actiune si di emotie
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d to starboard, rolld to larboard, when the surge was seething free,/ Buhneste
pul cind cresterea a fost liber clocotitoare
us swear an oath, and keep it with an equal mind,/Sa ne juram sis a-l pastram cu o
e usoara
e hollow Lotos-land to live and lie reclined/In gol Lotosul pentru a trai si minti
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hey lie beside their nectar, and the bolts are hurld/ Cci ei se afl alturi de nectarul
below them in the valleys, and the clouds are lightly curld/departe sub ele in vai si
sunt luminosi
nd their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world;/ Rotunde casele lor de aur,
re they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands,/ Cind ei zmbesc n secret,
ht and famine, plague and earthquake, roaring deeps and fiery sands,/ Tciunele i
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ging fights, and flaming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands./ Zngnitor
hey smile, they find a music centred in a doleful song/ Dar ei zmbesc, ei gsesc o
nted from an ill-used race of men that cleave the soil,/Scandau dintr-o curs prost
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