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When Stiivoren town was in its prime	A
And queened the Zuyder Zee	B
Its ships went out to every clime	A
With costly merchantry	C
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A lady dwelt in that rich town	D
The fairest in all the land	E
She walked abroad in a velvet gown	D
With many rings on her hand	E
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Her hair was bright as the beaten gold	F
Her lips as coral red	G
Her roving eyes were blue and bold	F
And her heart with pride was fed	G
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For she was proud of her father's ships	H
As she watched them gayly pass	I
And pride looked out of her eyes and lips	H
When she saw herself in the glass	I
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Now come she said to the captains ten	J
Who were ready to put to sea	B
Ye are all my men and my father's men	J
And what will ye do for me	B
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Go north and south go east and west	K
And get me gifts she said	G
And he who bringeth me home the best	K
With that man will I wed	G
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So they all fared forth and sought with care	C
In many a famous mart	L
For satins and silks and jewels rare	C
To win that lady's heart	L
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She looked at them all with never a thought	M
And careless put them by	N
I am not fain of the things ye brought	M
Enough of these have I	N
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The last that came was the head of the fleet	O
His name was Jan Borel	P
He bent his knee at the lady's feet	O
In truth he loved her well	Q
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I've brought thee home the best i' the world	R
A shipful of Danzig corn	S
She stared at him long her red lips curled	R
Her blue eyes filled with scorn	S
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Now out on thee thou feckless kerl	T
A loon thou art she said	G
Am I a starving beggar girl	T
Shall I ever lack for bread	G
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Go empty all thy sacks of grain	U
Into the nearest sea	B
And never show thy face again	J
To make a mock of me	B
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Then Jan Borel he hoisted sail	V
And out to sea he bore	C
He passed the Helder in a gale	V
And came again no more	C
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But the grains of corn went drifting down	D
Like devil scattered seed	W
To sow the harbor of the town	D
With a wicked growth of weed	W
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The roots were thick and the silt and sand	E
Were gathered day by day	X
Till not a furlong out from land	E
A shoal had barred the way	X
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Then Stavoren town saw evil years	Y
No ships could out or in	Z
The boats lay rotting at the piers	Y
And the mouldy grain in the bin	Z
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The grass grown streets were all forlorn	S
The town in ruin stood	A2
The lady's velvet gown was torn	S
Her rings were sold for food	B2
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Her father had perished long ago	C2
But the lady held her pride	D2
She walked with a scornful step and slow	C2
Till at last in her rags she died	D2
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Yet still on the crumbling piers of the town	D
When the midnight moon shines free	B
woman walks in a velvet gown	D
And scatters corn in the sea	B

Henry Van Dyke

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