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Слушать(AI)Hither Hither Love
Hither hither, love-- 'Tis a shady mead--Hither, hither, love! Let us feed and feed!
Hither, hither, sweet-- 'Tis a cowslip bed--Hither, hither, sweet! 'Tis with dew bespread!
Hither, hither, dear By the breath of life,
Hither, hither, dear!-- Be the summer's wife!
Though one moment's pleasure In one moment flies--Though the passion's treasure In one moment dies;--Yet it has not passed-- Think how near, how near!--And while it doth last, Think how dear, how dear!
Hither, hither, hither Love its boon has sent--If I die and wither I shall die content!
John Keats
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821) was an English Romantic poet, one of the main figures of the second generation of Romantic poets, along wit
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