Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор)
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Pleasure! why thus desert the heart In its spring-tide? I could have seen her, I could part, And but have sigh'd! O'er every youthful charm to stray, To gaze, to touch.... Pleasure! why take so much away, Or give so much?
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