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Слушать(AI)I Have No GunBut I Can Spit
Some thirty inches from my
The frontier of my Person goes,
And all the untilled air
Is private pagus or demesne.
Stranger, unless with bedroom eyesI beckon you to fraternize,
Beware of rudely crossing it:
I have no gun, but I can spit.pagus - a Latin word meaning the smallest form of settlementdemesne - land attached to a manor, held directly by the owner rather than by a tenant
W H Auden
Wystan Hugh Auden (21 February 1907 – 29 September 1973) was an Anglo-American poet. Auden's poetry was noted for its stylistic and technical ac
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