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...travail écrit sur le dialecte sarde. (2) Expressions de lord Byron en parlant de l'italien : Y love thé language, that soft bastard latin Which melts like...be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of thé sweet south And gentle liquida gliding ail so pat in That not a single accent seems uncouth. Comme...

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