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Oscar Wilde lyrics
The True Knowledge [Russian translation]
Thou knowest all – I seek in vain What lands to till or sow with seed, The land is black with briar and weed, Nor cares for falling tears or rain. Tho...
The True Knowledge [Russian translation]
Thou knowest all – I seek in vain What lands to till or sow with seed, The land is black with briar and weed, Nor cares for falling tears or rain. Tho...
Theocritus lyrics
A villanelle. O Singer of Persephone! In the dim meadows desolate Dost thou remember Sicily? Still through the ivy flits the bee Where Amaryllis lies ...
Theoretikos lyrics
THIS mighty empire hath but feet of clay: Of all its ancient chivalry and might Our little island is forsaken quite: Some enemy hath stolen its crown ...
Theoretikos [Russian translation]
THIS mighty empire hath but feet of clay: Of all its ancient chivalry and might Our little island is forsaken quite: Some enemy hath stolen its crown ...
Theoretikos [Russian translation]
THIS mighty empire hath but feet of clay: Of all its ancient chivalry and might Our little island is forsaken quite: Some enemy hath stolen its crown ...
To Milton lyrics
Milton! I think thy spirit hath passed away From these white cliffs, and high embattled towers; This gorgeous fiery-coloured world of ours Seems falle...
To Milton [Russian translation]
Milton! I think thy spirit hath passed away From these white cliffs, and high embattled towers; This gorgeous fiery-coloured world of ours Seems falle...
To Milton [Russian translation]
Milton! I think thy spirit hath passed away From these white cliffs, and high embattled towers; This gorgeous fiery-coloured world of ours Seems falle...
Vita Nuova lyrics
I stood by the unvintageable sea Till the wet waves drenched face and hair with spray; The long red fires of the dying day Burned in the west; the win...
Vita Nuova [French translation]
I stood by the unvintageable sea Till the wet waves drenched face and hair with spray; The long red fires of the dying day Burned in the west; the win...
Vita Nuova [Russian translation]
I stood by the unvintageable sea Till the wet waves drenched face and hair with spray; The long red fires of the dying day Burned in the west; the win...
Vita Nuova [Russian translation]
I stood by the unvintageable sea Till the wet waves drenched face and hair with spray; The long red fires of the dying day Burned in the west; the win...
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