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De Erotio Puella

Rating: 2.8

THIS girl was sweeter than the song of swans,
And daintier than the lamb upon the lawns
Or Curine oyster. She, the flower of girls,
Outshone the light of Erythraean pearls;
The teeth of India that with polish glow,
The untouched lilies or the morning snow.
Her tresses did gold-dust outshine
And fair hair of women of the Rhine.
Compared to her the peacock seemed not fair,
The squirrel lively, or the phoenix rare;

Her on whose pyre the smoke still hovering waits;
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Ratnakar Mandlik 24 April 2019

Superb narration of the out standing beauty of the play mate girl snatched away by fate.

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