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Слушать(AI)The New Omar
A Book of verses underneath the bough, Provided that the verses do not scan,
A loaf of bread, a jug of wine and Thou, Short-haired, all angles, looking like a man.
But let the wine be unfermented,
Pale, Of chemicals compounded,
God knows how—This were indeed the Prophet's Paradise, O Paradise were Wilderness enow.
Gilbert Keith Chesterton
Gilbert Keith Chesterton (29 May 1874 – 14 June 1936) was an English writer, philosopher, lay theologian, and literary and art critic. He has be
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