My broe kom ek wat jou gou op a journey,
Bly gou still kyk hier hoor hee
Ek lister van die increase die peace op goodhope ,
ons strate waars die foud?
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The Thrill came slowly like a Boom for
Centuries delayed
Its fitness growing like the Flood
In sumptuous solitude-
The desolations only missed
While Rapture changed its Dress
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