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How long didst thou think that his silence was slumber? When the wind waved his garment, how oft didst thou start? How many long days and long weeks didst thou number, Ere he faded before thee, the friend of thy heart? And, oh! was it meet, that — no requiem read o'er him— No mother to weep, and no friend to deplore him, And thou, little guardian, alone stretched before him Unhonoured the Pilgrim from life should depart?
— Walter Scott

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первые эрури за 6 лет перерыва

How long didst thou think that his silence was slumber? When the wind waved his garment, how oft didst thou start? How many long days and long weeks didst thou number, Ere he faded before thee, the friend of thy heart? And, oh! was it meet, that — no requiem read o'er him— No mother to weep, and no friend to deplore him, And thou, little guardian, alone stretched before him Unhonoured the Pilgrim from life should depart?
— Walter Scott