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Слушать(AI)Sleep Now O Sleep Now
Sleep now,
O sleep now,
O you unquiet heart!
A voice crying "Sleep now" Is heard in my heart.
The voice of the winter Is heard at the door.
O sleep, for the winter Is crying "Sleep no more." My kiss will give peace now And quiet to your heart — - Sleep on in peace now,
O you unquiet heart!
James Joyce
James Augustine Aloysius Joyce (2 February 1882 – 13 January 1941) was an Irish novelist, short story writer, poet, teacher, and literary critic
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