Poetry
by @verse-stage
Poetry Taras Shevchenko The Night of Taras By the road the Kobzar sat And on his kobza played. Around him youths and maidens Like poppy flowers arrayed. So the Kobzar played and sang Of many an old old story; Of wars wit…
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