Literature
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 70
That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect,For slander’s mark was ever yet the fair;The ornament of beauty is…
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Anna Akhmatova – White Night
Oh, I’ve not locked the door,I’ve not lit the candles,You know I’m too tiredTo think of sleep. See, how the…
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Anna Akhmatova Why do you wander, restless?
‘Why do you wander, restless?’Why do you wander, restless?Why stare, unable to breathe?Surely you understand, our twoSouls have been welded…
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Anna Akhmatova – Why pretend to be
Why pretend to beNow breeze, now stone, now a bird?Why smile at me,In sudden lightning from summer’s sky? Don’t torture…
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Anna Akhmatova – Yes, I loved those nocturnal gatherings
Yes, I loved those nocturnal gatherings –The iced glasses on the little table,A fine steam from the black, fragrant coffee,The…
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Anna Akhmatova – You should appear less often in my dreams
You should appear less often in my dreams,Since we meet so frequently;Yet only in night’s sanctuaryAre you sad, troubled, and…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 69
Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth viewWant nothing that the thought of hearts can mend;All tongues, the…
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Four Wives
There was a rich merchant who had four wives. He loved the fourth wife the most and adorned her with…
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Obstacle in Our Path
In ancient times, a king had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 68
Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn,When beauty lived and died as flowers do now,Before these bastard signs…
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