Her throat was serpent, but the words she spake Came, as through bubbling honey

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?
As Proserpine still weeps for her Sicilian air.
Her throat was serpent, but the words she spake
Came, as through bubbling honey, for Love’s sake – John Keats ‘Lamina’

IMG_1419 Photo Credit: Ashley Hay

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