179. On Julia's Breath.
Breathe, Julia, breathe, and I'll protest,
Nay more, I'll deeply swear,
That all the spices of the east
Are circumfused there.
Circumfused, spread around.
Nay more, I'll deeply swear,
That all the spices of the east
Are circumfused there.
Circumfused, spread around.
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