Don Juan 03-071
Canto the Third

     LXXI
One large gold bracelet clasp'd each lovely arm,
     Lockless-so pliable from the pure gold
That the hand stretch'd and shut it without harm,
     The limb which it adorn'd its only mould;
So beautiful-its very shape would charm;
     And, clinging as if loath to lose its hold,
The purest ore enclosed the whitest skin
That e'er by precious metal was held in.

George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron (1788-1824) 
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