Shall I strive with wordes to move,
when deedes receive not due regard?
Shall I speake, and neyther please,
nor be freely heard?
Griefe alas though all in vaine,
her restlesse anguish must...
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Äæîí Äîóëåíä (1563–1626)
Ïåñíè èç ñáîðíèêà `A Pilgrimes Solace` (1612): ¹ 5 `Shall I strive with words to move` Ñêà÷àòü íîòû 
Shall I strive with wordes to move,
when deedes receive not due regard? Shall I speake, and neyther please, nor be freely heard? Griefe alas though all in vaine, her restlesse anguish must reveale: Shee alone my wound shall know, though shee will not heale. Õ Ñâåðíóòü 
1987, Ëîíäîí
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