The Unspotted Ones
Think you, demoiselle demure,
That to be cold is to be pure?
Pure is the snow — till mixed with mire!
Ah, but not half so pure as fire.
That to be cold is to be pure?
Pure is the snow — till mixed with mire!
Ah, but not half so pure as fire.
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