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Слушать(AI)Like The Sweet Apple
Like the sweet apple that
At end of the bough--Far end of the bough--Left by the gatherer's swaying,
Forgotten, so thou.
Nay, not forgotten, ungotten,
Ungathered (till now).
Sappho Sappho
Sappho (c. 630 – c. 570 BCE) was an Archaic Greek poet from the island of Lesbos.[a] Sappho is known for her lyric poetry, written to be sung wh
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