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Page 77
However , Bagritsky clearly did not con- sider this important , since he said nothing to me about it . Clearly , poetry , like air and the heat of the sun , was in his estimation the common possession of all . I even had the impression ...
However , Bagritsky clearly did not con- sider this important , since he said nothing to me about it . Clearly , poetry , like air and the heat of the sun , was in his estimation the common possession of all . I even had the impression ...
Page 142
With the passing of the years this has become transmuted into a deep love for the language and into a fairly clear knowledge of it ( to know it all is obviously beyond any single individual ) . I soon discovered that to know a language ...
With the passing of the years this has become transmuted into a deep love for the language and into a fairly clear knowledge of it ( to know it all is obviously beyond any single individual ) . I soon discovered that to know a language ...
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A clear , slightly haze - dimmed sky showed green at the line where it met the earth . Out there , beyond the railway , lay lands entirely unknown ( at least to many people , including me ) . There , into the dark stretched out ancient ...
A clear , slightly haze - dimmed sky showed green at the line where it met the earth . Out there , beyond the railway , lay lands entirely unknown ( at least to many people , including me ) . There , into the dark stretched out ancient ...
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Contents
Map page | 9 |
The Last Meeting II | 11 |
The Silent Fields | 18 |
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