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Where the sturdy ocean breeze	A
Drives the spray of roaring seas	A
That the Cliff House balconies	A
Overlook	B
There in spite of rain that balked	C
With his sandals duly chalked	C
Once upon a tight rope walked	C
Mr Cooke	B
	-
But the jester's lightsome mien	D
And his spangles and his sheen	D
All had vanished when the scene	D
He forsook	B
Yet in some delusive hope	E
In some vague desire to cope	E
One still came to view the rope	E
Walked by Cooke	B
	-
Amid Beauty's bright array	F
On that strange eventful day	F
Partly hidden from the spray	F
In a nook	B
Stood Florinda Vere de Vere	G
Who with wind disheveled hair	H
And a rapt distracted air	H
Gazed on Cooke	B
	-
Then she turned and quickly cried	I
To her lover at her side	I
While her form with love and pride	I
Wildly shook	B
Clifford Snook oh hear me now	J
Here I break each plighted vow	J
There's but one to whom I bow	J
And that's Cooke	B
	-
Haughtily that young man spoke	K
I descend from noble folk	K
'Seven Oaks ' and then 'Se'nnoak '	-
Lastly 'Snook '	-
Is the way my name I trace	L
Shall a youth of noble race	L
In affairs of love give place	L
To a Cooke	B
	-
Clifford Snook I know thy claim	M
To that lineage and name	M
And I think I've read the same	M
In Horne Tooke	B
But I swear by all divine	N
Never never to be thine	N
Till thou canst upon yon line	N
Walk like Cooke	B
	-
Though to that gymnastic feat	O
He no closer might compete	O
Than to strike a balance sheet	O
In a book	B
Yet thenceforward from that day	F
He his figure would display	F
In some wild athletic way	F
After Cooke	B
	-
On some household eminence	P
On a clothes line or a fence	Q
Over ditches drains and thence	Q
O'er a brook	B
He by high ambition led	R
Ever walked and balanced	S
Till the people wondering said	R
How like Cooke	B
	-
Step by step did he proceed	T
Nerved by valor not by greed	T
And at last the crowning deed	T
Undertook	B
Misty was the midnight air	H
And the cliff was bleak and bare	H
When he came to do and dare	H
Just like Cooke	B
	-
Through the darkness o'er the flow	U
Stretched the line where he should go	U
Straight across as flies the crow	U
Or the rook	B
One wild glance around he cast	V
Then he faced the ocean blast	V
And he strode the cable last	V
Touched by Cooke	B
	-
Vainly roared the angry seas	A
Vainly blew the ocean breeze	A
But alas the walker's knees	A
Had a crook	B
And before he reached the rock	W
Did they both together knock	W
And he stumbled with a shock	W
Unlike Cooke	B
	-
Downward dropping in the dark	X
Like an arrow to its mark	X
Or a fish pole when a shark	X
Bites the hook	B
Dropped the pole he could not save	Y
Dropped the walker and the wave	Y
Swift engulfed the rival brave	Y
Of J Cooke	B
	-
Came a roar across the sea	Z
Of sea lions in their glee	Z
In a tongue remarkably	Z
Like Chinook	B
And the maddened sea gull seemed	A2
Still to utter as he screamed	A2
Perish thus the wretch who deemed	A2
Himself Cooke	B
	-
But on misty moonlit nights	B2
Comes a skeleton in tights	B2
Walks once more the giddy heights	B2
He mistook	B
And unseen to mortal eyes	C2
Purged of grosser earthly ties	C2
Now at last in spirit guise	C2
Outdoes Cooke	B
	-
Still the sturdy ocean breeze	A
Sweeps the spray of roaring seas	A
Where the Cliff House balconies	A
Overlook	B
And the maidens in their prime	D2
Reading of this mournful rhyme	D2
Weep where in the olden time	D2
Walked J Cooke	B

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