at five in teoon.
it ly five in teoon.
a boy brouge s
at five in teoon.
a frail of lime ready prepared
at five in teoon.
t h alone.
ttonwool
at five in teoon.
and ttered crystal and nickel
at five in teoon.
nole
at five in teoon.
and a ted ho
at five in teoon.
tring struck up
at five in teoon.
arsenic bells and smoke
at five in teoon.
groups of silence in the coers
at five in teoon.
and t!
at five in teoon.
of snow was coming
at five in teoon,
wh iodine
at five in teoon.
deathe wound
at five in teoon.
at five in teoon.
at five oclock in teoon.
a coffin on wheels is his bed
at five in teoon.
bones and flutes resound in his ears
at five in teoon.
nohrough his forehead
at five in teoon.
t h agony
at five in teoon.
in tance the gangrene now comes
at five in teoon.
hrough green groins
at five in teoon.
the wounds were buing like suns
at five in teoon.
at five in teoon.
a fatal five in teoon!
it he clocks!
it eoon!
i see it!
tell to come,
for i do not to see the blood
of ignacio on the sand.
i see it!
the moon wide open.
ill clouds,
and the grey bull ring of dreams
he barreras.
i see it!
let my memory kindle!
arm the jasmines
of suce weness!
i see it!
t world
passed ongue
over a snout of blood
spilled on the sand,
and the bulls of guisando,
partly deatly stone,
bellouries
sated h.
no.
i see it!
ignacio goes up tiers
h on his shoulders.
for the dawn
but the dawn was no more.
profile
and the dream bewilders him
for iful body
and encountered his opened blood
do not ask me to see it!
i do not to spurt
eacime rength:
t spurt t illuminates
tiers of seats, and spills
over ther
of a ty multiude.
s t i should come near!
do not ask me to see it!
close
whe hos near,
but terrible mothers
lifted their heads.
and across the ranches,
an air of secret voices rose,
sing to celestial bulls,
.
there was no prince in sevilla
wo him,
nor sword like his sword
nor so true.
like a river of lions
h,
and like a marble toroso
ion.
the air of andalusian rome
gilded his head
where his smile was a spikenard