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autumn: the year breathes dully towards its death,

beside its dying sacrificial fire;

the dim world's middle-age of vain desire

is strangely troubled, waiting for the breath

that speaks the winter's welcome malison

to fix it in the unremembering sleep:

the silent woods brood o'er an anxious deep,

and in the faded sorrow of the sun,

i see my dreams' dead colours, one by one,

forth-conjur'd from their smouldering palaces,

fade slowly with the sigh of the passing year.

they wander not nor wring their hands nor weep,

discrown'd belated dreams! but in the drear

and lingering world we sit among the trees

and bow our heads as they, with frozen mouth,

looking, in ashen reverie, towards the clear

sad splendour of the winter of the far south.

ответ:

carefully! you

now you will fall! 6) tomorrow will be saturday. 7) my friend is going,

paint your bike. 8) i'm afraid we won't see this

telecast. 9) what are they going to do in this case-

ku? - i think they won't do the job on time. 10) you

sure your sister will buy tickets? - so.