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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=352731" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lessons of English</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=352731" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When Desdemona sang a ditty- <br>In her last hours among the living- <br>It wasn't love that she lamented, <br>And not her star-she mourned a willow.<br>When Desdemona started singing, <br>With tears near choking off her voice, <br>Her evil demon for her evil day <br>Stored up of weeping rills a choice. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=352731" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And when Ophelia sang a ballad- <br>In her last hours among the living- <br>All dryness of her soul was carried <br>Aloft by gusts of wind, like cinders. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=352731" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The day Ophelia started singing, <br>By bitterness of daydreams jaded, <br>What trophies did she clutch, when sinking? <br>A bunch of buttercups and daisies. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=352731" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Their shoulders stripped of passion's tatters, <br>They took, their hearts a-quake with fear, <br>The Universe's chilly baptism-<br>To stun their loving forms with spheres.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Boris+Pasternak">Boris Pasternak</a></strong></div>

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