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6/18/2025, 8:26:58 PM
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>Are those her ribs through which the Sun
>Did peer, as through a grate?
>And is that Woman all her crew?
>Is that a DEATH? and are there two?
>Is DEATH that woman's mate?
>Her lips were red, her looks were free,
>Her locks were yellow as gold:
>Her skin was as white as leprosy,
>The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she,
>Who thicks man's blood with cold.
>The naked hulk alongside came,
>And the twain were casting dice;
>'The game is done! I've won! I've won!'
>Quoth she, and whistles thrice.
>Are those her ribs through which the Sun
>Did peer, as through a grate?
>And is that Woman all her crew?
>Is that a DEATH? and are there two?
>Is DEATH that woman's mate?
>Her lips were red, her looks were free,
>Her locks were yellow as gold:
>Her skin was as white as leprosy,
>The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she,
>Who thicks man's blood with cold.
>The naked hulk alongside came,
>And the twain were casting dice;
>'The game is done! I've won! I've won!'
>Quoth she, and whistles thrice.
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