Treasure Island

Boris Pasternak

(10 February 1890 - 30 May 1960 / Moscow)

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Hamlet


The murmurs ebb; onto the stage I enter.
I am trying, standing in the door,
To discover in the distant echoes
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  • Passionate Flower (3/14/2012 9:57:00 AM)

    The title is really attractive when i read Hamlet i said this is must be such apoem
    and it is such a poem I like it
    and we are all living in the theatre of life that we all acting our parts and still there are people who murmur behind our back this is life.

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