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Слушать(AI)Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sat gossiping with Robert. (She was really a raving beauty in her day. With Mary Pickford curls in clouds and whirls.) She was trying to think of something nice to say, So she pointed to a page by her fellow star and sage, And said: "I wish that I could write that way!"Composition date is unknown - the above date represents the first publication date.
The lyrical form of this poem is abcdcec.1.
Victorian poet, married to Robert Browning. 4.
Mary Pickford:
Toronto-born stage and screen actress, "America's sweetheart," whose second husband was the swashbuckling Douglas Fairbanks.
Vachel Lindsay
Nicholas Vachel Lindsay (November 10, 1879 – December 5, 1931) was an American poet. He is considered a founder of modern singing poetry, as he
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