She appeared before him in the guise of a lying maiden tender, Clothes rippled like smoke Over the wonderful breast of snow-white. Fyodor Sologub 1901 he sang songs, he captivated virgins,
And they drink, dipping their face in a handful, and exposing their chest with their left hand, holding the Holy water at their breast, as if a cool light face in tears, speaking of earthly sorrows. Rainer Maria Rilke. Translation of S. Petrov the CHRONICLER BOOK the SECOND book of PILGRIMAGE(1901)
And they will bury you in a damp grave, As soon as you have passed your hard way, your power has been Uselessly extinguished, and your chest is not warmed by anything. Nikolai Nekrasov
& nbsp;and then helvig asked for Mamma's breast. his in his veins peoples as mercury, without getting any more degrees. Vadim Month From the book & quot;Norumbega"
Drink this, drink it, try it out! Warm your skinny womb. Come, come to my study — to my foaming breast! Marina Tsvetaeva, 1922 KING Devicepath-tale
Chest Ismaili disease and suffering, Silushka not work: Scary, relatives, beg, In the cold under the Blizzard stand. Semyon Nadson 1878 MOTHER