رد: •وَتِلْكَـٍ هٍيً {ـٍأَنْـٍـٍإآ ~ •
مشٺآقہ أشڪِيُ ڵصآًحبيً مثڵُ أۉڵً ڵُڪِنً اڵۉُضعً ماُعآدً يشبُہ اڵمًآضيْ أۉڵُ نڛًۉڵف ُعن أڵـأحڵـُآمـ , ونًطۉۉُۉڵ ۉآڵحُينً [ هُڵآ ] , [ شًخبآرُڪْ ]ً . , . ۉًمن ُبعدهـآُ . . نڛڛڪٺ =(
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I wander thro’ each charter’d street,
Near where the charter’d Thames does flow,
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
In every cry of every Man,
In every Infant’s cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forg’d manacles I hear.
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