The Dye
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The Dye
THE DYE
From Scythian wood they brew
The dye whose yellow hue
Turns gold the lovely hair
Of Lesbians fair.
So, Zanthis, slave of mine,
Shall dip the fleeces fine,
And dye the robes I made
A saffron shade.
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