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Epigraph
ОглавлениеI cried for madder music and for stronger wine,
But when the feast is finished and the lamps expire,
There falls thy shadow, Cynara! the night is thine;
And I am desolate and sick of an old passion,
Yea, hungry for the lips of my desire:
I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.
ERNEST DOWSON