Ah, he stands – sailor crew went going.
And so this general watches rowing.
He hastens – winter again grows cold.
A wet crew gain Hessian stronghold.
Перед вами отрывок из сонета Дэвида Шулмана. Не исключено, что сонетная форма показалась автору чуть-чуть длинноватой. Какой картине посвящено стихотворение?
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