for one of those moments..
Whenas in silks my julia goes by robert herrick
whenas in silks my julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
the liquefaction of her clothes.
Next, when i cast mine eyes and see
That brave vibration each way free;
O how that glittering taketh me!
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you should seriously make it a big career being deat yet poetic
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