Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор)
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Death stands above me, whispering low I know not what into my ear: Of his strange language all I know Is, there is not a word of fear.
Walter Savage Landor’s other poems:
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор)
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Death stands above me, whispering low I know not what into my ear: Of his strange language all I know Is, there is not a word of fear.
Walter Savage Landor’s other poems: