On Lucretia Borgia’s Hair Poem by Walter Savage Landor

On Lucretia Borgia’s Hair

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BORGIA, thou once wert almost too august
And high for adoration; now thou ’rt dust;
All that remains of thee these plaits unfold,
Calm hair meandering in pellucid gold.

Friday, April 16, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: august,hair
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