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Lovely Circassian lady, the lively luminaries were not made for scorn.
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| They are not lamps of anger, but lamps of joy and love, bountiful donors of delight, sweet promise of pleasure. | |
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Had they been created to spite a heart in love, and for destruction,...
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...and the mild vault of the skies would not have given its tender color at all,...
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| ...the benevolent sun would have in no way consented for them to be granted the radiant flame from its torrid, loving body. | |
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