Thought far from joy Ольга Арефьева и Ковчег
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Ольга Арефьева - Thought far from joy
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Припев:
Happy is h
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The higher trees, the more storms they endure,
Shrubs be trodden down,
But the mean, the golden mean,
Doth only all our fortunes crown,
Припев:
Like to a stream that sweetly slideth,
Through the flowery banks,
and still in the midst his course guideth
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c I bCoth betwCeen,N
Cot too low, ncor yFet tcoo hCighAb
cove my reach would FI be sgeen,Припев:
Happy is h
Fe thgat so is plcaced,N
Cot to be envied, nFor to be disdcain’d cor disgrGacCed.The higher trees, the more storms they endure,
Shrubs be trodden down,
But the mean, the golden mean,
Doth only all our fortunes crown,
Припев:
Like to a stream that sweetly slideth,
Through the flowery banks,
and still in the midst his course guideth
