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1-January e How often, surrounded by a motley crowd, When
Youth - a retribution. Ibsen PROLOGUE life - without beginning or end.
we parted; but I keep your portrait on my chest
Among the fans of Carmen, Hurrying motley crowd
The hour hand is nearing midnight…
You were at the window, And clean and gentle, You prevailed over the noisy crowd.
A memory. A. Feta Before a Thunderstorm Before a Court
No need to give ships from, Over mыsom pochivaet darkness.