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And afterwords, in radiant garments dressed
With sound of flutes and laughing of glad lips,
A pomp of all the passions passed along
All the night through; till the white phantom ships
Of dawn sailed in. Whereat I said this song,
Of all sweet passions Shame is the loveliest.
Lord Alfred Douglas “In Praise of Shame”
I. 1870-1890
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