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Слушать(AI)Ah now this happy month is gone
Ah, now this happy month is gone,
Not now, my heart, complain,
Nor rail at Time because so soon He takes his own again.
He takes his own, the weeks, the hours,
But leaves the best with thee;
Seeds of imperishable flowers In fields of memory.
Robert Laurence Binyon
Robert Laurence Binyon, CH (10 August 1869 – 10 March 1943) was an English poet, dramatist and art scholar. Born in Lancaster, England, his pare
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