Fret not; oh child from beauty
For nature only bears its duty
Speak the words thine heart desire
And tap from grace nature does acquire
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Several times I've come to see
The white man clad with stone
And there I sit beside his knee
Till night leaves us alone
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Amidst their struggle
still to gain...
Their tears have sunk
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And ye to thee the lord bestow
His grace to bid thee yet another year...
Despite adversaries trials and foe,
The lord has placed thee ever so near.
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Within the clustered blocks of harbour
Lies the roam of a blonde goat
And all she did was merely gnaw
Till she found a grassy sight
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Subtle whitish linen gowns
Enchant the hearts in sacred towns...
Leaving bare their holy feet
And clanging bells along the street.
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Puny suckling beasts of the night
Brittle bodies fervid bite.
Dwelling within the absence of light
Regardless of a victims might.
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Only when i was a little child
Entrapped in walls of innocence
My mother drew me in arms so mild
To the towns-heart at Leissence
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I would not let your beauty sway me back and forth
for i am not a mere lizard on a broken wall.
I've learnt from my mistake when it had me once;
my leg hit a stone and i had to fall.
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