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Alfred Gilbert, Perseus Arming

Alfred Gilbert, Perseus Arming

wavesofpoetry

wavesofpoetry

Sampson: Let us take the law of our sides, let them begin.

Sampson: Let us take the law of our sides, let them begin.

Yes, in the deep you have not lost your heart and your heart is not only of gold, it is of the best what is yours, your own. And so many loves have hurt you. But no mine. Between all the little arrows you wouldn't find the mine. My love is the blackish red blood in your heart.

Yes, in the deep you have not lost your heart and your heart is not only of gold, it is of the best what is yours, your own. And so many loves have hurt you. But no mine. Between all the little arrows you wouldn't find the mine. My love is the blackish red blood in your heart.

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Pin:@applesandoracles

A P P L E

A P P L E

Victory comes aloft on the wings of an eagle... and glares red in the downcast eyes of the bloody bobbing heads of the triumphed.  Victory is not gold. It is hollow, my friend.

Victory comes aloft on the wings of an eagle... and glares red in the downcast eyes of the bloody bobbing heads of the triumphed. Victory is not gold. It is hollow, my friend.

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