XCII. Blame me not. I would... «Lady Geraldine's Courtship»
innashpitzberg27 января 2014XCII.
Blame me not. I would not squander life in grief--I am abstemious. I but nurse my spirit's falcon that its wing may soar again. There's no room for tears of weakness in the blind eyes of a Phemius: Into work the poet kneads them, and he does not die till then.
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