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    1HABITATION
    20HAD
    30HAGUE
    1HALF
    1HAMBURG
    13HAND
    1HANGS
    4HAPPEN
    1HAPPILY
    4HAPPINESS
    15HAPPY
    4HARD
    1HARM
    2HAROLD
    5HARSH
    2HARVARD
    35HAS
    1HASTE
    2HAT
    2HATE
    1HAUNT
    43HAVE
    8HAVING
    5HEAD
    2HEAL
    1HEALTH
    1HEALTHY
    12HEAR
    8HEARD
    12HEART
    3HEAT
    1HEATER
    1HEATH
    15HEAVEN
    10HEAVY
    6HEBREW
    3HEDGEHOG
    1HELD
    1HELLMAN
    2HELPLESS
    3HELSINKI
    1HENCE
    1HENRI
    7HENRIETTE
    1HENRY
    41HER
    23HERE
    1HERITAGE
    5HERMES
    6HERO
    2HERR
    2HERSELF
    3HIDE
    3HIER
    8HIGH
    5HILL
    3HILLY
    26HIM
    21HIS
    1HISTOIRE
    3HISTORY
    2HIT
    3HOC
    2HOGARTH
    3HOLD
    2HOLIDAY
    3HOLLAND
    1HOLLOW
    4HOLY
    5HOME
    8HOMME
    2HOMO
    3HONNEUR
    7HONOR
    1HONORABLE
    2HONORARY
    1HONOUR
    1HOOD
    1HOOVES
    2HOP
    34HOPE
    1HORACE
    1HORATIUS
    1HORN
    1HORRIBLY
    1HORROR
    3HORSE
    15HOT
    10HOUR
    21HOUSE
    41HOW
    1HUGGING
    1HUGO
    1HUMAN
    3HUMANITY
    21HUMILITY
    1HUNG
    1HUNTER
    2HUSBAND
    1HUT

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    по слову HAPPINESS

    1. * * * (Has my fate really been so altered)
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    Часть текста: Has my fate really been so altered, Or is this game truly truly over? Where are winters, when I fell asleep In the morning in the sixth hour? In a new way, severely and calmly, I now live on the wild shore. I can no longer pronounce The tender or idle word. I can't believe that Christmas-tide is coming. Touchingly green is this the steppe before The beaming sun. Like a warm Wave, licks the tender shore. When from happiness languid and tired I was, then of such quiet With trembling inexpressible I dreamed And this in my imagining I deemed The after-mortal wandering of the soul.
    2. * * * (I came over to the pine forest)
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    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.
    3. * * * (How often did I curse)
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    Часть текста: How often did I curse This sky, this earth as well, The slowly waving arms Of this ancient windmill. In a wing there lies a dead man, Straight and grayhaired, on a bench, As he did three years ago. Thus the mice whet with their teeth Books, thus the stearine candle Leans its flame to the left. And the odious tambourine From the Nizhny Novgorod Sings an uningenious song Of my bitter happiness. And the brightly painted Dahlias stood straight Along silver road. Where are snails and wormwood. Thus it was: Incarceration Became second country, And the first I cannot dare Recollect even in prayer.
    4. * * * (In intimacy there exists a line)
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    Часть текста: In intimacy there exists a line That can't be crossed by passion or love's art - In awful silence lips melt into one And out of love to pieces bursts the heart. And friendship here is impotent, and years Of happiness sublime in fire aglow, When soul is free and does not hear The dulling of sweet passion, long and slow. Those who are striving toward it are in fever, But those that reach it struck with woe that lingers. Now you have understood, why forever My heart does not beat underneath your fingers.

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