The Death Of Cleopatra
Unkempt, the pharaoh’s hair, dark as the diskless sky, did dress her form.
Unkempt, the pharaoh’s hair, dark as the diskless sky, did dress her form.
A diff’ring
(to the usual) time of day,
adorned with diff’rance.
I used to sit in the wind of the morning, hearing them shout out numbers.