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Sleduet chitat' mnogo, no ne mnogoe. - Plinij Mladshij

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       MOLODOST'

V suhom lesu strelyaet dlinnyj knut,
V kustarnike treschat korovy,
I sinie podsnezhniki tsvetut,
I pod nogami list shurshit dubovyj.

I hodyat dozhdevye oblaka,
I svezhim vetrom v serom pole duet,
I serdtse v tajnoj radosti toskuet,
CHto zhizn', kak step', pusta i velika.

1916