Sleep, little therī, sleep comfortably,
wrapped in the robe you’ve made,
for your passion is stilled—
like a pot of pickled greens
boiled dry.
Sleep, little therī, sleep comfortably,
wrapped in the robe you’ve made,
for your passion is stilled—
like a pot of pickled greens
boiled dry.
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