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LAn Trentiesme De Mon Eage
And I have come upon this
By lost ways, by a nod, by words,
By faces, by an old man's
At Morlaix lifted to the birds,
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And I have come upon this
By lost ways, by a nod, by words,
By faces, by an old man's
At Morlaix lifted to the birds,
Лань белая на зелени лугов,
В час утренний, порою года новой,
Промеж двух рек, под сению лавровой,
Несла, гордясь, убор златых рогов