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Слушать(AI)The Wind
O, wind! what saw you in the South, In lilied meadows fair and far?
I saw a lover kiss his lass New-won beneath the evening star.
O, wind! what saw you in the West Of passing sweet that wooed your stay?
I saw a mother kneeling by The cradle where her first-born lay.
O, wind! what saw you in the North That you shall dream of evermore?
I saw a maiden keeping tryst Upon a gray and haunted shore.
O, wind! what saw you in the East That still of ancient dole you croon?
I saw a wan wreck on the waves And a dead face beneath the moon.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
Lucy Maud Montgomery OBE (November 30, 1874 – April 24, 1942), published as L. M. Montgomery, was a Canadian author best known for a series of n
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