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Зарегистрирован: 25.06.2006 Сообщения: 2 Откуда: Finland
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Добавлено: Вс Июн 25 2006 20:15 Заголовок сообщения: PORRAS Jose |
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Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows,
Kill me with spites; yet we must not be foes.
Those petty wrongs that liberty commits,
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All tongues, the voice of souls, give thee that due,
Uttering bare truth, even so as foes commend.
Thy outward thus with outward praise is crown'd;
That is my home of love: if I have ranged,
Like him that travels I return again,
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And given to time your own dear-purchased right
That I have hoisted sail to all the winds |
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