The Doves (Ivan Turgenev Poems)
I stood on the top of a sloping hillside; before me, a gold and silver seaof shifting colour, stretched the ...
I stood on the top of a sloping hillside; before me, a gold and silver seaof shifting colour, stretched the ...
Near a large town, along the broad highroad walked an old sick man.He tottered as he went; his old wasted ...
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