Epigram: To Dindymus
Your face reveals a down so light
A breeze might steal it, or a breath;
Soft as a quince's bloom that might
Find in a finger's touch its death.
Five kisses--and your face is cleared
While mine has grown another beard.
A breeze might steal it, or a breath;
Soft as a quince's bloom that might
Find in a finger's touch its death.
Five kisses--and your face is cleared
While mine has grown another beard.
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