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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2005-12-30 | [Este texto, tienes que leerlo en romana] | Inscrito en la biblioteca por Ionescu Bogdan Yes, thou art gone! and never more Thy sunny smile shall gladden me; But I may pass the old church door, And pace the floor that covers thee, May stand upon the cold, damp stone, And think that, frozen, lies below The lightest heart that I have known, The kindest I shall ever know. Yet, though I cannot see thee more, 'Tis still a comfort to have seen; And though thy transient life is o'er, 'Tis sweet to think that thou hast been; To think a soul so near divine, Within a form, so angel fair, United to a heart like thine, Has gladdened once our humble sphere.
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