Эмили Дикинсон (Emily Elizabeth Dickinson) Текст оригинала на английском языке Real I like a look of agony, Because I know it 's true; Men do not sham convulsion, Nor simulate a throe. The eyes glaze once, and that is death. Impossible to feign The beads upon the forehead By homely anguish strung. |
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