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White Stains
White Stains (1898), PDF p. 117
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Á¼±ÆÁ¿´¯Ä¿Å O½±Á
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Á¼±ÆÁ¿´ ¯Ä¿Å O½±Á
I know that winged sprite
Who flew from heaven—was it hell ?—
Into these bounds of light
And music—yesternight—
Had some new song to tell.
I saw a living soul
Flame into mortal dress ;
Whose glance—a fiery coal,
Whose lips—a ruby bowl
Whose wine was wickedness.
They were strange lips, I ween,
Whereon no kiss might be,
And teeth were sharp therein ;
Ivory and white and keen,
Tameless as hungering sea.
Strange body of my desire,
Voluptuous, lithe, and wan ;
For, on my eyes drawn nigher,
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