His body was as straight as Circe's wand; Jove might have sipped out nectar from his hand.
His true Penelope was Flaubert, He fished by obstinate isles; Observed the elegance of Circe's hair Rather than the mottoes on sundials.
Fourteen small broidered berries on the hern Of Circe's mantle,each of magic gold; Fourteen of lone Calypso's tears that rolled Into the sea,for pearls to come to them; Fourteen clear signs of omen in the gem With which Medea human fate foretold Fourteen small drops,which Fautus,growing old, Craved of the Fiend,to water Life's stemeugene lee-hamilton
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