"Bathed in fragrance,
do not brush your hat;
Washed in perfume,
do not shake your coat:
"Knowing the world
fears what is too pure,
The wisest man
prizes and stores light!"
By Bluewater
an old angler sat:
You and I together,
Let us go home.
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