Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying: And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.
калинка моя!
Ἄκουε τὰ ἀπὸ καρδίας.
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"I will enjoy thee now, my Celia, come, And fly with me to Love’s Elysium." - A Rapture by Thomas Carew
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