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Anna Akhmatova Quotes: Sweet to me was not the voice of man, But the wind's voice was understood by me. The burdocks and the nettles fed my soul, But I loved the silver willow best of all.
         

Sweet to me was not the voice of man, But the wind's voice was understood by me. The burdocks and the nettles fed my soul, But I loved the silver willow best of all.


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This page presents the quote "Sweet to me was not the voice of man, But the wind's voice was understood by me. The burdocks and the nettles fed my soul, But I loved the silver willow best of all.". Author of this quote is Anna Akhmatova. This quote is about men, voice, sweet, wind, silver, understood, nettles, my soul,.