Bottle Woman (poem)
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Smooth and silver in the night;
Bottle full of starry light.
Blown in ancient, reddest flame,
Sand made glass and given name.
Filled with potion deeply magic
To be held alone in bottle tragic
Of woman-shape and half a life;
Bane of baneless horn and knife.
To evil far from evil nigh,
Made to love and doomed to die.[1]
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