O fairest of Creation, How art thou lost, Defaced, deflowered,
Such pleasure took the Serpent to behold, This flowery plat,
Thus Eve with countenance blithe her story told; But in her cheek
Salo.
Apres surf.
Scully in the Underworld.
O fairest of Creation, How art thou lost, Defaced, deflowered,
Such pleasure took the Serpent to behold, This flowery plat,
Thus Eve with countenance blithe her story told; But in her cheek
Salo.
Apres surf.
Scully in the Underworld.