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Слушать(AI)With The Night
O doubts, dull passions, and base fears,
That harassed and oppressed the day,
Ye poor remorses and vain tears,
That shook this house of clay:
All heaven to the western
Is glittering with the darker dawn;
Here with the earth, the night, the stars,
Ye have no place: begone!
Archibald Lampman
Archibald Lampman (17 November 1861 – 10 February 1899) was a Canadian poet. "He has been described as 'the Canadian Keats;' and he is perhaps t
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