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by Henry van Dyke There are three vines that belong to the ancient forest. Elsewhere they will not grow, though the soil prepared for them
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by Henry van Dyke There are three vines that belong to the ancient forest. Elsewhere they will not grow, though the soil prepared for them
by Leo Tolstoy translated by Louise and Aylmer Maude Johann Moritz Rugendas, Indians Visiting a Brazilian Farm, 1824 Johann Moritz Rugendas, Indians Visiting a Brazilian
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پایگاه خبری شاعر از سال 1382 در جهت نشر و انعکاس رویدادهای فرهنگی، هنری و ادبی و انعکاس آثار شاعران و نویسندگان فارسی زبان شروع به فعالیت کرده است. و در سال 1394 با مجوز شمازه75934 معاونت مطبوعاتی وزارت فرهنگ و ارشاد اسلامی با نام پایگاه خبری شاعر شروع به فعالیت کرده است.
