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| 8 | 64 | Her View more quotes about hands">hands wore many rings. |
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| 8 | 61 | I put my head to the floor. |
| 8 | 62 | I groveled in the white and yellow silk of the perfumers. |
| 8 | 63 | "Oh, great lady," I whined, "the finest of Ar's, perfumes may be too thin, too frail, too gross, for one of your discernment and taste". |
| 8 | 64 | Her hands wore many rings. |
| 8 | 65 | About her neck she wore, looped, four chains of gold, with pendants. |
| 8 | 66 | On her wrists were bracelets of silver and gold. |
| 8 | 67 | "Show me others, men of the south," said she, contemptuously. |