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语言
Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show,
Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Might and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow Die not, poor Death, not yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but they pictures be, Much pleasure; then from thee much more must fl0w, And soonest our best men with t
آه يا امي يا امي يا امي آه آه آه يا أمي
তুমি আমায় শাস্তি দিতে খুব ভালো পারো!
হে অমিক,তব নামে আমি উন্মাদ হয়েছি।
"Have you seen the orchard, Will?
الوحدة ملازمتي في عيشتي ومماتي
لا اريد الشكوك في علاقتي
أرضى بالنصيب ترتاح بالحبيب
Do not go gentle into that good night,
It Doesn't Matter