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HESPERIDES ET ULTRA

Snared in your low-cut corsage, belle Marquise,
Your breasts that tremble to a laugh or sigh
Seem azure doves that couch prepared to fly
From amorous hands of lovers hot to seize
Or scare them from their vain securities:
Seem full moons fallen from an empty sky,
Or mellow apples for the teeth to try,
Or pearls a diver gropes for under seas.
But if on earth aught live that may incite
The sense to visions of more sweet delight
Than these smooth wonders of your perfumed throat,
It is the small light foot that to and fro
Swings idly and enticingly below
The frou-frou of your skirt and petticoat.