Robert Louis Stevenson (Роберт Льюис Стивенсон)

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EARLY in the morning I hear on your piano
You (at least, I guess it's you) proceed to learn to play.
Mostly little minds should take and tackle their piano
While the birds are singing in the morning of the day. 

1. Не взять мне в толк: переберу • I Know Not How, But As I Count
2. Light as the Linnet on My Way I Start
3. The Canoe Speaks
4. Away with Funeral Music
5. Songs of Travel and Other Verses. 7. PLAIN as the glistering planets shine

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