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“Would that I were Sappho,
Greece my land, not this!
There the noblest women,
When they loved, would kiss.”

“And the night was a dark rose
I wore in my hair.”

“Fearful her heart’s lilies should be stained by sin.
Yet will I bind them with rosy threads of passion.
Surely human passion has a right to enter in.”

“A ray / Of sunshine, carrying gilded flecks of dust / And minutes bright with fancies,”

“Then dealt him death in kisses.”