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8BACK
1BAGPIPE
1BALLET
5BAND
3BARE
1BAROQUE
3BASIL
6BASILE
3BAUDELAIRE
5BEAM
4BEAT
2BEATITUDE
8BEAU
6BECAME
2BECAUSE
1BECKER
5BECOME
3BED
22BEEN
20BEFORE
2BEGAN
4BEGGAR
2BEGIN
27BEGINNING
5BEHIND
2BEING
8BEL
11BELLE
2BELOVED
2BEN
3BENT
18BERKELEY
23BERLIN
6BEST
3BETRAY
3BETROTHED
2BETTER
2BETWEEN
1BIANCA
1BIBLE
4BIEN
3BIJOUX
10BIRD
2BIRMINGHAM
2BIS
2BIT
2BITTEN
4BITTER
15BLACK
2BLANK
3BLESSED
4BLESSING
1BLEW
2BLIND
3BLISSFUL
5BLOOD
1BLOODIED
7BLOOM
19BLUE
3BOAT
6BODY
1BOG
2BOIS
15BOLOGNA
5BONAPARTE
5BONNE
20BOOK
2BORD
3BOREDOM
4BORIS
4BORN
7BOSTON
9BOTH
2BOTHER
5BOTTOM
4BOW
2BOWS
6BOY
1BRAIN
1BRAND
2BREATHE
3BRIDE
3BRIDGE
2BRIDGES
3BRIEF
2BRIGHT
1BRITISH
2BROOKE
4BROOKLYN
2BROTHER
1BROUGHT
3BROWN
20BROWNING
2BUDAPEST
4BUILDING
2BURN
9BURNING
5BURNT
58BUT
17BYRON

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по слову BLISSFUL

1. * * * (I came over to the pine forest)
Входимость: 1. Размер: 2кб.
Часть текста: I came over to the pine forest. It is hot, and the road is not short. He pushed back the door and came out Greyhaired, luminous, short. He looked at me, insolent bastard, And muttered at once, "Christ's bride! Do not envy success of the happy, A place for you there does hide. Do forget your parents' abode, Get accustomed to open heaven You will sleep on the straw and dirty, And will meet a blissful end." Truly, the priest must have heard On the way back my singing voice As I of untold happiness Marveled and rejoiced.
2. * * * (I have visions of hilly Pavlovsk)
Входимость: 1. Размер: 2кб.
Часть текста: I have visions of hilly Pavlovsk, Meadow circular, water dead, With most heavy and most shady, All of this I will never forget. In the cast-iron gates you will enter, Blissful tremor the flesh does rile, You don't live, but you're screaming and ranting Or you live in another style. In late autumn fresh and biting Wanders wind, for its loneliness glad. In white gowns dressed the black fir trees On the molten snow stand. And, filled up with a burning fever, Dear voice sounds like song without word, And on copper shoulder of Cytharus Sits the red-chested bird.
3. * * * (All year long you are close to me)
Входимость: 1. Размер: 2кб.
Часть текста: All year long you are close to me And, like formerly, happy and young! Aren't you tortured already By the traumatized strings' dark song? Those now only lightly moan That once, taut, loudly rang And aimlessly they are torn By my dry, waxen hand. Little is necessary to make happy One who is tender and loving yet, The young forehead is not touched yet By jealousy, rage or regret. He is quiet, does not ask to be tender, Only stares and stares at me And with blissful smile does he bear My oblivion's dreadful insanity.

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