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Слушать(AI)The Cut
Well, what's the matter? there's a face What ! has it cut a vein?
And is it quite a shocking place? Come, let us look again.
I see it bleeds, but never mind That tiny little drop;
I don't believe you'll ever find That crying makes it stop.'Tis sad indeed to cry at pain, For any but a baby;
If that should chance to cut a vein, We should not wonder, may be.
But such a man as you should try To bear a little sorrow:
So run along, and wipe your eye, 'Twill all be well to-morrow.

Ann Taylor
Ann Taylor (30 January 1782 – 20 December 1866) was an English poet and literary critic. She gained long-lasting popularity in her youth as a wr
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