
Cheek press'd to cheek, there in sweet ecstasy we,read about this eternal embrace recently unearthed in italy.
Falling asleep under the old locust-tree,
Smiling in dream, seem in a heaven to live,
For such a night who his whole life would not give?
~ Mihai Eminescu, "Eve On The Hill"
(1885, Translated by P. Grimm)
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And I really hope they are embracing and that the skellies just didn't shift that way.
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