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With A Copy Of a House Of Pomegranates

Oscar Wilde

Go, little book,
To him who, on a lute with horns of pearl,
Sang of the white feet of the Golden Girl:
And bid him look
Into thy pages: it may hap that he
May find that golden maidens dance through thee.

(C) Oscar Wilde
01/01/2000


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