I must have wanton poets, pleasant wits... musicians that with touching of a string... may...
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I must have wanton poets, pleasant wits... musicians that with touching of a string... may draw the pliant soul
which way I please. Like sylvan nymphs,
my pages shall be clad... my men like satyrs grazing on the lawns... or, sometimes, like a lovely boy
in Diane's shape... with crownets of pearl
about his naked arms
which way I please. Like sylvan nymphs,
my pages shall be clad... my men like satyrs grazing on the lawns... or, sometimes, like a lovely boy
in Diane's shape... with crownets of pearl
about his naked arms
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I must have wanton poets, pleasant wits...
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musicians that with touching of a string...
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may draw the pliant soul
which way I please.
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Like sylvan nymphs,
my pages shall be clad...
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my men like satyrs grazing on the lawns...
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or, sometimes, like a lovely boy
in Diane's shape...
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with crownets of pearl
about his naked arms.
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Movie Summary
A man sells his soul to the devil in order to have the woman he loves.
