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Idyll - William Adolphe Bouguereau, 1851 |
Come, dearest, cast these silly veils away
That half thy glory hide,
And show they naked body to the day,
And boldly be my bride
Let nothing be between us; even this
Thin tissue thou hast on
Is thicker than the wall Semiramis
Built around Babylon
Then breast to breast and lip to lip we'll lie,
And all I have not sung
We'll whisper to ourselves, for you and I
Abhor a babbling tongue...
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