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NUMB half asleep and dazed with whirl of wheels	A
And gasp of steam and measured clank of chains	B
I heard a blithe voice break a sudden pause	C
Ringing familiarly through the lamp lit night	D
Wife here's your Venice	E
I was lifted down	F
And gazed about in stupid wonderment	G
Holding my little Katie by the hand	H
My yellow haired step daughter And again	I
Two strong arms led me to the water brink	J
And laid me on soft cushions in a boat	K
A queer boat by a queerer boatman manned	H
Swarthy faced ragged with a scarlet cap	L
Whose wild weird note smote shrilly through the dark	M
Oh yes it was my Venice Beautiful	N
With melancholy ghostly beauty old	O
And sorrowful and weary yet so fair	P
So like a queen still with her royal robes	Q
Full of harmonious colour rent and worn	R
I only saw her shadow in the stream	S
By flickering lamplight only saw as yet	T
White misty palace portals here and there	P
Pillars and marble steps and balconies	U
Along the broad line of the Grand Canal	V
And in the smaller water ways a patch	W
Of wall or dim bridge arching overhead	X
But I could feel the rest 'Twas Venice ay	Y
The veritable Venice of my dreams	Z
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I saw the grey dawn shimmer down the stream	S
And all the city rise new bathed in light	D
With rose red blooms on her decaying walls	A2
And gold tints quivering up her domes and spires	B2
Sharp drawn with delicate pencillings on a sky	C2
Blue as forget me nots in June I saw	D2
The broad day staring in her palace fronts	E2
Pointing to yawning gap and crumbling boss	F2
And colonnades time stained and broken flecked	D
With soft sad dying colours sculpture wreathed	D
And gloriously proportioned saw the glow	G2
Light up her bright harmonious fountain'd squares	H2
And spread out on her marble steps and pass	I2
Down silent courts and secret passages	J2
Gathering up motley treasures on its way	Y
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Groups of rich fruit from the Rialto mart	D
Scarlet and brown and purple with green leaves	K2
Fragments of exquisite carving lichen grown	L2
Found 'mid pathetic squalor in some niche	M2
Where wild half naked urchins lived and played	D
A bright robe crowned with a pale dark eyed face	N2
A red striped awning 'gainst an old grey wall	O2
A delicate opal gleam upon the tide	D
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I looked out from my window and I saw	D2
Venice my Venice naked in the sun	P2
Sad faded and unutterably forlorn	R
But still unutterably beautiful	N
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For days and days I wandered up and down	F
Holding my breath in awe and ecstasy	Q2
Following my husband to familiar haunts	R2
Making acquaintance with his well loved friends	S2
Whose faces I had only seen in dreams	Z
And books and photographs and his careless talk	T2
For days and days with sunny hours of rest	D
And musing chat in that cool room of ours	U2
Paved with white marble on the Grand Canal	V
For days and days with happy nights between	V2
Half spent while little Katie lay asleep	W2
Out on the balcony with the moon and stars	X2
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O Venice Venice with thy water streets	Y2
Thy gardens bathed in sunset flushing red	D
Behind San Giorgio Maggiore's dome	Z2
Thy glimmering lines of haughty palaces	J2
Shadowing fair arch and column in the stream	S
Thy most divine cathedral and its square	P
With vagabonds and loungers daily thronged	D
Taking their ice their coffee and their ease	U
Thy sunny campo's with their clamorous din	A3
Their shrieking vendors of fresh fish and fruit	D
Thy churches and thy pictures thy sweet bits	B3
Of colour thy grand relics of the dead	D
Thy gondoliers and water bearers girls	C3
With dark soft eyes and creamy faces crowned	D
With braided locks as bright and black as jet	D
Wild ragamuffins picturesque in rags	D3
And swarming beggars and old witch like crones	D3
And brown cloaked contadini hot and tired	D
Sleeping face downward on the sunny steps	D3
Thy fairy islands floating in the sun	P2
Thy poppy sprinkled grave strewn Lido shore	E3
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Thy poetry and thy pathos all so strange	F3
Thou didst bring many a lump into my throat	D
And many a passionate thrill into my heart	D
And once a tangled dream into my head	D
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'Twixt afternoon and evening I was tired	D
The air was hot and golden not a breath	G3
Of wind until the sunset hot and still	H3
Our floor was water sprinkled our thick walls	D3
And open doors and windows shadowed deep	W2
With jalousies and awnings made a cool	I3
And grateful shadow for my little couch	J3
A subtle perfume stole about the room	K3
From a small table piled with purple grapes	D3
And water melon slices pink and wet	D
And ripe sweet figs and golden apricots	D3
New laid on green leaves from our garden leaves	D3
Wherewith an antique torso had been clothed	D
My husband read his novel on the floor	E3
Propped up on cushions and an Indian shawl	O2
And little Katie slumbered at his feet	D
Her yellow curls alight and delicate tints	D3
Of colour in the white folds of her frock	L3
I lay and mused in comfort and at ease	D3
Watching them both and playing with my thoughts	D3
And then I fell into a long deep sleep	W2
And dreamed	D
I saw a water wilderness	D3
Islands entangled in a net of streams	D3
Cross threads of rippling channels woven through	M3
Bare sands and shallows glimmering blue and broad	D
A line of white sea breakers far away	Y
There came a smoke and crying from the land	D
Ruin was there and ashes and the blood	D
Of conquered cities trampled down to death	G3
But here methought amid these lonely gulfs	D3
There rose up towers and bulwarks fair and strong	N3
Lapped in the silver sea mists waxing aye	C2
Fairer and stronger till they seemed to mock	L3
The broad based kingdoms on the mainland shore	E3
I saw a great fleet sailing in the sun	P2
Sailing anear the sand slip whereon broke	O3
The long white wave crests of the outer sea	D3
Pepin of Lombardy with his warrior hosts	D3
Following the bloody steps of Attila	P3
I saw the smoke rise when he touched the towns	D3
That lay outposted in his ravenous reach	Q3
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Then in their island of deep waters saw	D3
A gallant band defy him to his face	D3
And drive him out with his fair vessels wrecked	D
And charred with flames into the sea again	I
Ah this is Venice I said proudly queen	V2
Whose haughty spirit none shall subjugate	D
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It was the night The great stars hung like globes	D3
Of gold in purple skies and cast their light	D
In palpitating ripples down the flood	D
That washed and gurgled through the silent streets	D3
White bordered now with marble palaces	D3
It was the night I saw a grey haired man	R3
Sitting alone in a dark convent porch	S3
In beggar's garments with a kingly face	D3
And eyes that watched for dawnlight anxiously	D3
A weary man who could not rest nor sleep	W2
I heard him muttering prayers beneath his breath	G3
And once a malediction while the air	P
Hummed with the soft low psalm chants from within	A3
And then as grey gleams yellowed in the east	D
I saw him bend his venerable head	D
Creep to the door and knock	L3
Again I saw	D3
The long drawn billows breaking on the land	D
And galleys rocking in the summer noon	T3
The old man richly retinued and clad	D
In princely robes stood there and spread his arms	D3
And cried to one low kneeling at his feet	D
Take thou my blessing with thee O my son	P2
And let this sword wherewith I gird thee smite	D
The impious tyrant king who hath defied	D
Dethroned and exiled him who is as Christ	D
The Lord be good to thee my son my son	P2
For thy most righteous dealing	U3
And again	I
'Twas that long slip of land betwixt the sea	D3
And still lagoons of Venice curling waves	D3
Flinging light foamy spray upon the sand	D
The noon was past and rose red shadows fell	V3
Across the waters Lo the galleys came	W3
To anchorage again and lo the Duke	X3
Yet once more bent his noble head to earth	Y3
And laid a victory at the old man's feet	D
Praying a blessing with exulting heart	D
This day my well belov d thou art blessed	D
And Venice with thee for St Peter's sake	Z3
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And I will give thee for thy bride and queen	V2
The sea which thou hast conquered Take this ring	U3
As sign of her subjection and thy right	D
To be her	A4

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