Thomas Nashe (Томас Нэш)

The Ostrich

The ostrich roams the great Sahara.
Its mouth is wide, its neck is narra.
It has such long and lofty legs,
I'm glad it sits to lay its eggs.

1. To the Right Honorable the Lord S.
2. Fair Summer Droops
3. Autumn
4. Spring
5. Стихи, написанные во время чумы 1593 года • In Time of Pestilence

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1848

Последние стихотворения

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