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ОглавлениеIn many mortal forms I rashly sought
The shadow of that idol of my thought.
And some were fair —but beauty dies away:
Other were wise —but honeyed word betray.
Shelley, Epipsychidion
In many mortal forms I rashly sought
The shadow of that idol of my thought.
And some were fair —but beauty dies away:
Other were wise —but honeyed word betray.
Shelley, Epipsychidion
