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Слушать(AI)Denis
Denis, whose motionable, alert, most vaulting wit Caps occasion with an intellectual fit.
Yet Arthur is a Bowman: his three-heeled timber ’ll hit The bald and bóld blínking gold when áll ’s dóne Right rooting in the bare butt’s wincing navel in the sight of the sun.. . . . . . . .
Gerard Manley Hopkins
Gerard Manley Hopkins SJ (28 July 1844 – 8 June 1889) was an English poet and Jesuit priest, whose posthumous fame established him among the lea
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