Эмили Дикинсон (Emily Elizabeth Dickinson) Текст оригинала на английском языке Escape I NEVER hear the word "escape" Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude. I never hear of prisons broad by soldiers battered down, But I tug childish at my bars-- Only to fail again! |
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