St. George's Basilica

Jaroslav Seifert

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If in the white Basilica of St George
fire broke out,
God forbid,
its walls after flames would be rose-coloured.
Perhaps even its twin towers: Adam and Eve.
Eve is the slimmer one, as is usual with women,
though this is only an insignificant glory
of their sex.
The fiery heat would make the limestone blush.

Just as young girls do
after their first kiss.

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