The eyes of Herod look not upon Her, The painted angel of some delicate lust Who treads on snake-like lives as if they were dust; There`s not a Serpent that is eviller. Her eyes have in them more than Satan`s pride; A little mouth that loves and hates and lies: What Cross between the hollows of her Eyes Brings back the Image of the Crucified?SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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