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Слушать(AI)Stella In Mourning
When lately Stella's form
The beauties of the gay brocade,
The nymphs, who found their power decline,
Proclaim'd her not so fair as fine."Fate! snatch away the bright disguise,
And let the goddess trust her eyes."Thus blindly pray'd the fretful pair,
And Fate malicious heard the prayer;
But brighten'd by the sable dress,
As virtue rises in distress,
Since Stella still extends her reign,
Ah! how shall envy soothe her pain? "Th' adoring youth and envious fair,
Henceforth shall form one common
And love and hate alike
The skies - "That Stella mourn no more."
Samuel Johnson
Samuel Johnson (18 September 1709 [OS 7 September] – 13 December 1784), often referred to as Dr Johnson, was an English writer who made lasting
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