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“Heed her not!”
Interposed the temptress softly,
“Know'st thou not the skill of hand,
That made thy bliss, abides with Fand?
I can restore thy broken jewel of joy
To rarer lustre.”
Interposed the temptress softly,
“Know'st thou not the skill of hand,
That made thy bliss, abides with Fand?
I can restore thy broken jewel of joy
To rarer lustre.”
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