And the answer. AND. Gotovtseva

And disbelief and greedily
I look at your flowers.
Who, strict Stoic, PRIME cold
Hello Harith and beauty?
Proud of it - but the timid;
Your unspoken reproach
I guess it is not dare.
Your anger it possible that I brought?
About how many b torment themselves prepared
Beauties windy Zoilus,
Were treacherous cursed
this floor, who served!
Love frenzy and excitement
Punished if he was; and you
I was always used Rebuttal
His sad slander.

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