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 Anon his heart revives : her vespers done, Of all its wreathed pearls her hair she frees ; Unclasps her warmed jewels one by one ; Loosens her fragrant bodice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed,...  The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany - 308. oldal 1820 Teljes nézet -
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