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0* For tho' I fly to 'scape from Fortune's rage,
And bear the scars of envy, spite, and scorn,
Yet with mankind no horrid war I wage,
Yet with no impious spleen my breast is torn:
For virtue lost, and ruin'd man, I mourn.
BEATTIE.
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0sözlüğün en iyi müzik zevkine sahip adam gibi adam. karizmatik ve yakışıklı da. ♥♥♥