“Ode to Cyprus” by Sofia Kioroglou
O troubled Isle of Aphrodite
So battered by hostile winds
that vie with one another
When will this storm abate?O thou, my father’s land
Thy very heart so torn and so in pain
A castaway from thy native land
thy core is rent in twainStrewn across thy verdant carpet
Soldiers have trampled thou like mire in the streets
O Cyprus, the lovely isle of fruitful vine
When will you breathe again?
O troubled Isle of Aphrodite So battered by hostile winds that vie with one another When will this storm abate? O thou, my father's land Thy very heart so torn and so in pain A castaway from thy native land thy core is rent in twain Strewn across thy verdant carpet Soldiers have trampled thou like mire in the streets O Cyprus, the lovely isle of fruitful vine When will you breathe again? http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-cyprus/
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