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Слушать(AI)Cyprian in my dream
Cyprian, in my dreamthe folds of a purplekerchief shadowedyour cheeks —- the
Timas one time sent,a timid gift, allthe way from Phocaeatranslated by:
Barnard
Sappho Sappho
Sappho (c. 630 – c. 570 BCE) was an Archaic Greek poet from the island of Lesbos.[a] Sappho is known for her lyric poetry, written to be sung wh
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