thigh quotes
He smote them hip and thigh.
And he hath on his vesture and on his thigh a name written,.
Her legs were such Diana shows, When tuckt up she a hunting goes; With buskins shortened to descry The happy dawning of her thigh.
There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing, And the waters murmuring And such consort as they keep, Entice the dewy-feathered Sleep.
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