She
-Confess to me, what-s wrong. You-re in dejection.â?
- I love, my friend! - -Which lady holds you captive?â?
- She does. - -Glisera? Chloe? Lila-s so attractive!â?
- O, no! - -To whom do you submit your soul-s affection?â?
- To her! - -You-re humble! Why all this remorse?
Why do you seem so sorrowful and grim?
And who-s to blame? Her fiancé, her dad, of course...â?
- It isn-t that! - -Then what?â? - For her, I can-t be him.
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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