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ON board the Petrel in St Lucia's bay	A
Of yellow fever ag d twenty nine	B
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Who did you say my lady drawled the Earl	C
The duke what duke	D
I did not speak of dukes	E
Replied the Countess slowly white and grim	F
Pressing the rustling sheet between her palms	G
The while her diamonds heaved upon her breast	H
And sank and heaved and glitter'd like her eyes	I
Hungry pathetic eyes 'Tis only Dick	J
Only a sailor lad I used to know	K
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Humph A West Indian friend he softly sneer'd	L
And bow'd and gave his arm The carriage waits	M
My lady loses time	N
Then pass'd they out	O
Through silky servants he the great Earl stark	P
In plume and crest and linked mediaeval steel	Q
The Countess en berg re in white and red	R
With roses diamond dew dropped in her hat	S
And in her queenly bosom pass'd they out	O
And through clear gaslight and the avenue	T
Of silent Champs Elys es to the f te	U
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Her restless eyes were blind to all the blaze	V
And motley splendour of the throng'd saloons	W
The flowers the cool cascades the magic wand	X
Of Strauss the vine draped balustrades the gaze	V
Of wistful admiration meeting hers	Y
At every step The Empress smiled and bow'd	Z
The Emperor praised the beauty and the taste	A2
Of her mock rustic costume princes begged	B2
Her fair hand for the dance and her grim lord	C2
Scowl'd wrathful on her when she pass'd him by	D2
She cared for none she look'd beyond them all	E2
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She saw another night a hot bright night	F2
A night of years ago danced out in joy	G2
'Neath the low roof tree of a planter's house	H2
In fair Antigua's bosom saw the stars	I2
Large liquid golden swimming in the blue	T
Shining through open doors and jalousies	I2
And the green sparkles of the fire flies thick	J
About the forest fringing all the dark	P
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The crimson creepers swaying in the air	J2
From white verandah pillars swaying soft	K2
The small nest of a humming bird the stems	I2
Brown ring'd of feathery palm trees plaintains bow'd	Z
With broad thick leaves and clustering fruit and seeds	I2
In scarlet vessels orange groves white flower'd	L2
And sweet with hanging balls of green and gold	M2
All vaguely outlined in the mellow night	F2
And nearer still a brave brown English face	I2
Bent low with clear grey eyes and faithful lips	I2
That whisper'd Reine I love you meeting hers	I2
The drowsy sound of laughter and light feet	N2
Behind them she could hear but the quick throb	O2
Of poor Dick's English heart upon her breast	H
She felt to suffocation Reine my sweet	N2
I love you Reine I love you kiss me child	P2
And her soft hands stray'd softly round his neck	Q2
And softer still she kiss'd him	F
Then she saw	I2
A morning hot and stormy saw the Earl	C
Drunk with her wondrous beauty standing there	J2
Where Dick had stood She saw his cultured ways	I2
His high bred stately courtesy and grace	I2
She heard his subtle flatteries his tales	I2
Of the great world of court and city life	R2
With gaping ears and speculating brain	S2
The voice of the arch tempter low and soft	K2
Spoke in his polished accents Reine 'tis sin	T2
'Tis sin and shame that such a face as yours	I2
Should waste its sweetness in these heathen isles	I2
There's not a fairer face in Europe Reine	S2
'Tis worth a coronet Come back with me	U
As a great earl's wife in his diamonds dress'd	H
You would have homage like a crown d queen	U2
She shudder'd now his diamonds gall'd her worse	I2
Than felon's chains	I2
Anon she saw a bay	A
Blue limpid water fringed with dipping palms	I2
A green rock gateway opening on the sea	U
Green cane fields stretching upward woods and hills	I2
Lying entangled in the summer clouds	I2
An English ship at anchor burning noon	V2
A thin brown fever'd face with hungry eyes	I2
Roaming from side to side in dumb appeal	Q
Which none could understand and dying lips	I2
Muttering to vacant air and heedless ears	I2
I love you Reine I love you	T
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O my love	W2
O Dick my Dick would I could sleep with thee	U
In thy last happy sleep among the palms	I2
With my dead hands clasp'd tight about thy neck	Q2
O Dick I did not mean it did not think	X2
And now my heart is broken	Y2
Take me home	Z2
The rooms are hot my lord and I am faint	A3
The music makes me giddy Take me home	Z2

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