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Слушать(AI)English Poets Shelley
We have scarcely time to tell thee Of the strange and gifted Shelley, Kind hearted man, but ill-fated, So youthful drowned and cremated.
James McIntyre
James McIntyre (baptised 25 May 1828 – 31 March 1906), called The Cheese Poet, was a poet.
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