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Слушать(AI)With A Book
Words shouting, singing, smiling, frowning— Sense lacking. Ah, nothing, more obscure than Browning, Save blacking.
Composition date is unknown - the above date represents the first publication date.
The lyrical form of this poem is abab.3.
Robert Browning (1812-89),
English poet.
Ambrose Bierce
Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce (June 24, 1842– circa 1914) was an American short story writer, journalist, poet, and Civil War veteran. His book The De
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