His eyes did rest upon Julia’s breast
as she spoke or questioned or sighed,
until she shaved her head one day
to spite his wandering eye;
now when she speaks or quests or sighs
his eyes rest on her barren brow,
on the memory of her hairline
and the fate that awaits him now.
End of the poem
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- The Storm by Rainbow Reed
- Ольга Седакова – Дикий шиповник
- The Turn O’ The Days by William Barnes
- Алексей Жемчужников – О, жизнь
- Godo Is Not Coming by Ndue Ukaj
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- Brothers poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
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- Sonnet # 8 by Luis A. Estable
- Paradise Regained: The Second Book poem – John Milton poems
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
