what to wear when…lamia.
she seem’d, at once, some penanced lady elf,
some demon’s mistress, or the demon’s self...
her head was serpent, but ah, bitter-sweet!
she had a woman’s mouth with all its pearls complete:
and for her eyes: what could such eyes do there
but weep, and weep, that they were born so fair?
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