Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold:
Her skin was white as leprosy,
The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she,
Who thicks man's blood with cold.

Author: Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Her lips were red, her looks were free,<br /> Her locks were yellow as gold:<br />Her skin was white as leprosy,<br />The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she,<br /> Who thicks man's blood with cold. - Samuel Taylor Coleridge




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