Alexander Pushkin — "Against sweet passion's fire the sole defense, The shroud that shields a lover's…"
Against sweet passion's fire the sole defense, The shroud that shields a lover's recompense, And serves to cover up such sweet delights, Oh skirt! You are the one I now beseech, To you I hereby dedicate this speech. May love inspire all that my pen writes!
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