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 While we can, the sports of love. Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, our good will sever; Spend not then his gifts in vain. Suns that set may rise again: But if once we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night.  The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical ... - الصفحة 536 المحررون: - 1795 عرض كامل -
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