Hans Rustad Sleep, darling I have a small daughter called Cleis, who is like a golden flower I wouldn’t take all Croesus’ kingdom with love thrown in, for her — Don’t ask me what to wear I have no embroidered headband from Sardis to give you, Cleis, such as I wore and my mother always said that […]
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