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Слушать(AI)Call It A Good Marriage
Call it a good marriage -For no one ever
Her warmth, his masculinity,
Their interlocking views;
Except one stray
Who frowned in
At her h's and her s's,
His p's and w's.
Though few would still
To the monogamic
That strife below the
Need not estrange the heart,
Call it a good marriage:
More drew those two together,
Despite a lack of children,
Than pulled them apart.
Call it a good marriage:
They never fought in public,
They acted
And faced the world with pride;
Thus the hazards of their
Were none of our damned business -Till as jurymen we sat
Two deaths by suicide.
Robert Graves
Robert von Ranke Graves (24 July 1895 – 7 December 1985) was a British poet, historical novelist, critic, and classicist. His father was Alfred
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