День: 31.05.2013

Alfred, Lord Tennyson. Ulysses. Альфред Лорд Теннисон. Улисс.

IT LITTLE profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match’d with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: All times I […]

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