tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted. Robert Burns: As a Poet, and as a Man - Стр. 89 авторы: Samuel Tyler - 1848 - Страниц: 209 Полный просмотр -
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