Chapter 478 of 1964 · 65 words · ~1 min read

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And further on a troop of Grecian girls,[179] The first and tallest her white kerchief waving, Were strung together like a row of pearls, Linked hand in hand, and dancing; each too having Down her white neck long floating auburn curls-- (The least of which would set ten poets raving);[cm] Their leader sang--and bounded to her song With choral step and voice the virgin throng.