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I lied as a nightingale sings, ecstatically, self-obliviously; reveling in the...
Author:
Vladimir Nabokov
Book:
Despair
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I lied as a nightingale sings, ecstatically, self-obliviously; reveling in the new life-harmony which I was creating.
( Vladimir Nabokov )
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