A sudden blow: the great wings beating still Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed By the dark webs, her nape caught in his bill He holds her helpless breast upon his breast
How can those terrified vague fingers push The feathered glory from her loosening thighs? And how can body, laid in that white rush But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?
A shudder in the loins engenders there The broken wall, the burning roof and tower And Agamemnon dead. Being so caught up
So mastered by the brute blood of the air Did she put on his knowledge with his power Before the indifferent beak could let her drop Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
