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Adam Mickiewicz

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Monsters merge and welter through the water's mounting Surveys his slowly undulating snares, and waits.

Adam Mickiewicz

In spring's own country, where the gardens blow,The worms of memories to work you woe.

Adam Mickiewicz

Sound as a burrow'd marmot he sleptOn the straw where he'd tumbled fully-dressed that night.

Adam Mickiewicz