the heart is a lonely hunter

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Sabrina fair
Listen where thou art sitting
Under the glassie, cool, translucent wave,
In twisted braids of Lillies knitting
The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair,
Listen for dear honour's sake,
Goddess of the silver lake,
Listen and save.
--Milton

I watched the original Sabrina today. ; )
Posted by Olivia at 12:04 AM

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