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言語
This tale is true, and mine. It tells How the sea took me, swept me back And forth in sorrow and fear and pain, Showed me suffering in a hundred ships, In a thousand ports, and in me. It tells Of smashing surfs when I sweated in the cold Of an anxious watch, perched in the bow As it dashed under cliffs. My feet were ca
This tale is true, and mine. It tells How the sea took me, swept me back And forth in sorrow and fear and pain, Showed me suffering in a hundred ships, In a thousand ports, and in me. It tells Of smashing surfs when I sweated in the cold Of an anxious watch, perched in the bow As it dashed under cliffs. My feet were ca
سر یتوب چي لوړ اوچت شیی لیونتوب ش
Hold me
The trick is, to live your days
Whenever Richard Cory went downtown,
He stalks in his vivid stripes
I need a critical review of the poem The Waste land
நாச்சியார் திருமொழி
திரு ஏகம்ப மாலை
அன்புடைமை