Epigram
Thy eyes are sparks, Lycines, god-like made,
Or rather rays, O Lord, that send forth flame;
To look thee in the face I cannot claim,
So fierce a fire thy eyes have on me played.
Or rather rays, O Lord, that send forth flame;
To look thee in the face I cannot claim,
So fierce a fire thy eyes have on me played.
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