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Because I am idolotrous and have besought
With grievous supplication and consuming prayer, The admirable image that my love has wrought Out of her swan's neck and her dark, abundant hair: The jealous gods who brook no worship save their own, Turned my live idol marble and her heart to stone. Unsatisfied? Search for more:Other Cool Sites:Hot Arts & Stage NewsLyrics Catalogue Sound Tracks Guide Guide to Serials and Shows English Subtitles For DivX Movies Hundreds of Cooking Recipes Over 5000 Cocktails Recipes Cool Online Encyclopedia Cellulars Descriptions and Reviews Algorithms Dictionary Funny Jokes and Anecdotes. Usenet Newsgroups Reader |