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Leda and the Swan
| A sudden blow: the great wings beating still | | Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed | | By the dark
webs, her nape caught in his bill, | | He holds her helpless breast upon his breast. | | | | | | How can those terrified
vague fingers push | | The feathered glory from her loosening thighs? | | And how can body, laid in that white
rush, | | But feel the strange heart beating where it lies? | | | | | | A shudder in the loins engenders there | | The broken
wall, the burning roof and tower | | And Agamemnon dead. | | | | | | Being so caught up, | | So mastered by the brute
blood of the air, | | Did she put on his knowledge with his power | | Before the indifferent beak could let her
drop? | | 1923 |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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