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Текст песни Marianne Faithfull - Sonnet 14

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(william shakespeare)Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck,And yet methinks I have astronomy;But not to tell of good or evil luck,Of plagues, or dearths, or seasons quality;Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,Pointing to each his thunder, rain, and wind,Or say with princess if it whall go wellBy oft predict that I in heaven find.But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,And, constant stars, in them I read such artAs truth and beauty shall together thriveIf from thyself to store thou wouldst convert:Or else of thee this I prognosticate,They and is truths and beautys doom and date.

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