Her lips were red, her looks were free

Her lips were red, her looks were free

Willy Pogány

Watercolor

6 3/4 x 4 1/2 inches; with border: 7 1/2 x 5 1/16 inches

c. 1910

From Coleridge's The Rime of the Ancient Mariner:

Her lips were red, her looks were free,
     Her locks were yellow as gold:
Her skin was white as leprosy,
The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she,
     Who thicks man's blood with cold.



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