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Francesca	A
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Crush'd and throng'd are all the places	B
In our amphitheatre	C
'Midst a sea of swarming faces	B
I can yet distinguish her	C
Dost thou triumph dark brow'd Nina	A
Is my secret known to thee	D
On the sands of yon arena	A
I shall yet my vengeance see	D
Now through portals fast careering	E
Picadors are disappearing	E
Now the barriers nimbly clearing	E
Has the hindmost chulo flown	F
Clots of dusky crimson streaking	E
Brindled flanks and haunches reeking	E
Wheels the wild bull vengeance seeking	E
On the matador alone	F
Features by sombrero shaded	G
Pale and passionless and cold	H
Doublet richly laced and braided	G
Trunks of velvet slash'd with gold	H
Blood red scarf and bare Toledo	I
Mask more subtle and disguise	J
Far less shallow thou dost need oh	I
Traitor to deceive my eyes	J
Shouts of noisy acclamation	K
Breathing savage expectation	K
Greet him while he takes his station	K
Leisurely disdaining haste	L
Now he doffs his tall sombrero	I
Fools applaud your butcher hero	I
Ye would idolise a Nero	I
Pandering to public taste	L
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From the restless Guadalquivir	I
To my sire's estates he came	M
Woo'd and won me how I shiver	I
Though my temples burn with shame	M
I a proud and high born lady	D
Daughter of an ancient race	N
'Neath the vine and olive shade I	O
Yielded to a churl's embrace	N
To a churl my vows were plighted	D
Well my madness he requited	D
Since by priestly ties united	D
To the muleteer's child	D
And my prayers are wafted o'er him	P
That the bull may crush and gore him	P
Since the love that once I bore him	P
Has been changed to hatred wild	D
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Nina	A
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Save him aid him oh Madonna	A
Two are slain if he is slain	Q
Shield his life and guard his honour	I
Let me not entreat in vain	Q
Sullenly the brindled savage	R
Tears and tosses up the sand	D
Horns that rend and hoofs that ravage	S
How shall man your shock withstand	D
On the shaggy neck and head lie	O
Frothy flakes the eyeballs redly	O
Flash the horns so sharp and deadly	O
Lower short and strong and straight	D
Fast and furious and fearless	T
Now he charges virgin peerless	U
Lifting lids all dry and tearless	U
At thy throne I supplicate	D
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Francesca	A
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Cool and calm the perjured varlet	D
Stands on strongly planted heel	O
In his left a strip of scarlet	D
In his right a streak of steel	O
Ah the monster topples over	I
Till his haunches strike the plain	Q
Low born clown and lying lover	I
Thou hast conquer'd once again	V
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Nina	A
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Sweet Madonna maiden mother	I
Thou hast saved him and no other	I
Now the tears I cannot smother	I
Tears of joy my vision blind	D
Where thou sittest I am gazing	E
These glad misty eyes upraising	E
I have pray'd and I am praising	E
Bless thee bless thee virgin kind	D
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Francesca	E
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While the crowd still sways and surges	U
Ere the applauding shouts have ceas'd	D
See the second bull emerges	U
'Tis the famed Cordovan beast	D
By the picador ungoaded	D
Scathless of the chulo's dart	D
Slay him and with guerdon loaded	D
And with honours crown'd depart	D
No vain brutish strife he wages	U
Never uselessly he rages	U
And his cunning as he ages	U
With his hatred seems to grow	I
Though he stands amid the cheering	E
Sluggish to the eye appearing	E
Few will venture on the spearing	E
Of so resolute a foe	I
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Nina	E
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Courage there is little danger	I
Yonder dull eyed craven seems	U
Fitter far for stall and manger	I
Than for scarf and blade that gleams	U
Shorter and of frame less massive	W
Than his comrade lying low	I
Tame and cowardly and passive	W
He will prove a feebler foe	I
I have done with doubt and anguish	X
Fears like dews in sunshine languish	X
Courage husband we shall vanquish	X
Thou art calm and so am I	O
For the rush he has not waited	D
On he strides with step elated	D
And the steel with blood unsated	D
Leaps to end the butchery	O
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Francesca	E
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Tyro mark the brands of battle	O
On those shoulders dusk and dun	K
Such as he is are the cattle	O
Skill'd tauridors gladly shun	K
Warier than the Andalusian	K
Swifter far though not so large	Y
Think'st thou to his own confusion	K
He like him will blindly charge	Y
Inch by inch the brute advances	U
Stealthy yet vindictive glances	U
Horns as straight as levell'd lances	U
Crouching withers stooping haunches	U
Closer yet until the tightening	E
Strains of rapt excitement height'ning	E
Grows oppressive Ha like lightning	E
On his enemy he launches	U
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Nina	E
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O'er the horn'd front drops the streamer	I
In the nape the sharp steel hisses	U
Glances grazes Christ Redeemer	I
By a hair the spine he misses	U
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Francesca	E
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Hark that shock like muffled thunder	I
Booming from the Pyrenees	U
Both are down the man is under	I
Now he struggles to his knees	U
Now he sinks his features leaden	K
Sharpen rigidly and deaden	K
Sands beneath him soak and redden	K
Skies above him spin and veer	I
Through the doublet torn and riven	K
Where the stunted horn was driven	K
Wells the life blood We are even	Z
Daughter of the muleteer	I

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