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The Swift - Vladimir Nabokov
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The Swift Vladimir Nabokov

The Swift - Vladimir Nabokov
One night between sunset and river
On the old bridge we stood, you and I,
Will you ever forget it, I queried,
– That particular swift that went by?
And you answered, so earnestly: Never!

And what sobs made us suddenly shiver,
What a cry life emitted in flight!
Till we die, till tomorrow, for ever,
You and I on the old bridge one night.
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