
As shines the moon in clouded skies,
She in her poor attire was seen;
One praised her ankles, one her eyes,
One her dark hair and lovesome mien.
So sweet a face, such angel grace,
In all that land had never been.
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Warnings/Bonuses: Adult themes. Violence. One very minor sexual reference. Use of the word “trollop”.
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