Author of quotes: Ippolit Fyodorovich Bogdanovich

You will say that I do not love, but you love.

Love, the mistress of hearts,
How to be - to learn finally;
Love their reward pays
And the gift of the arrows of their spending;
How to be teach finally.

All of you, my Dear, good clothes:
In the image l which Queen are you dressed
A cowgirl eh you're sitting near the hut,
All you the wonder of the world.