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Vladimir Nabokov • Selected Poems
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
William Shakespeare • William Shakespeare: : The Complete Works
The juice was stinking too. Once off the bush, The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour. I always felt like crying. It wasn’t fair That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot. Each year I hoped they’d keep, knew they would not.
Seamus Heaney • Death of a Naturalist
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felt like a rotten herring buried deep in a block of ice.
Sofia Samatar • Opacities: On Writing and the Writing Life
облезлом теле, можно было судить о ее ветхости