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" Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It... "
The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art - Страница 177
1849
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