A babys feet, like sea-shells pink Might tempt, should heaven see meet, An angels lips to kiss, we think, A babys feet.
A babys feet, like sea-shells pink Might tempt, should heaven see meet, An angels lips to kiss, we think, A babys feet.
I will go back to the great sweet mother, Mother and lover of men, the sea. I will go down to her, I and no other, Close with her, kiss her and mix her with me.
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