Dewdrops, milk-white skin, rose-pink cheeks
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Tinha os cabelos ainda úmidos, dos quais se escapava de vez em quando um aljôfar que ia perder-se na covinha dos seios cobertos pelo linho do roupão; a pele fresca como se ondas de leite corressem pelos seus ombros; as faces brilhantes como dois cardos rosas que se abrem ao pôr-do-sol.
Her hair was still damp, from which now and then a dewdrop escaped to lose itself in the little hollow of her bosom veiled in linen; her skin fresh as though waves of milk ran over her shoulders; her cheeks bright as two pink thistle-flowers opening at sunset.
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