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You are a pink and lovely autumn sky!     But sadness in me rises like the sea,     And leaves in ebbing only bitter clay     On my sad lip, the smart of memory.     Your hand slides up my fainting breast at will;     But, love, it only finds a ravaged pit     Pillaged by woman's savage tooth and nail.     My heart is lost; the beasts have eaten it.     It is a palace sullied by the rout;     They drink, they pull each others hair, they kill!     A perfume swims around your naked throat! ...     O Beauty, scourge of souls, you want it still!     You with hot eyes that flash in fiery feasts,     Burn up these meagre scraps spared by the beasts!

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