But what are pity, conscience, or fear To the brazen pair, compared With the living sorcery Of their hot embraces?


Bacchanalia (1957), st. 4


But what are pity, conscience, or fear To the brazen pair, compared With the living sorcery Of their hot embraces?

But what are pity, conscience, or fear To the brazen pair, compared With the living sorcery Of their hot embraces?

But what are pity, conscience, or fear To the brazen pair, compared With the living sorcery Of their hot embraces?

But what are pity, conscience, or fear To the brazen pair, compared With the living sorcery Of their hot embraces?