Milky & Juicy Female reggae collection fills that gap where is in the vast an infant longing for growth and progress. This Best Female Reggae Song Compilation album appears in the desert of existence as a smiling flower. In it a thought is sown, sense takes birth in the depths of darkness, a memory quivers, and the dead soul springs up into life.
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If any rock thrills yet with that great strain
We did not hear, and shall not hear, again ;
If any olive-leaf at Bethlehem
Lisps still one syllable vouchsafed to them ;
What was it that ye heard ?
the wind of Night Playing in cheating tones, with touches light.
If some stream, conscious still — some breeze — be stirre
With echo of the immortal words ye heard. Amid the palm-plumes ?
Or, one stop outblown Of planetary music, so far flown Earthwards,
that to those innocent ears 'twas brouglit
Which bent the mighty measure to their thought ?
Or, haply, from breast-shaped Beth Haccarem, The hill of Herod, some waft sent to them