Your moon-pale hide sets hounds to baying
And sets my heart to somersault -
If I told you, would I be at fault?
Or if I said your silk-fine strands
Were just the finest on the sands,
And you cut a figure that's so fine -
What's that? You're wed? Ah - never mind.
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