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READ AT A MEETING OF THE BOSTON BRIC A BRAC	A
CLUB FEBRUARY	B
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WHEN rose the cry 'Great Pan is dead '	-
And Jove's high palace closed its portal	C
The fallen gods before they fled	D
Sold out their frippery to a mortal	C
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'To whom ' you ask I ask of you	E
The answer hardly needs suggestion	F
Of course it was the Wandering Jew	E
How could you put me such a question	F
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A purple robe a little worn	G
The Thunderer deigned himself to offer	H
The bearded wanderer laughed in scorn	G
You know he always was a scoffer	H
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'Vife shillins 't is a monstrous price	I
Say two and six and further talk shun '	-
'Take it ' cried Jove 'we can't be nice	I
'T would fetch twice that at Leonard's auction '	-
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The ice was broken up they came	J
All sharp for bargains god and goddess	K
Each ready with the price to name	J
For robe or head dress scarf or bodice	L
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First Juno out of temper too	E
Her queenly forehead somewhat cloudy	B
Then Pallas in her stockings blue	E
Imposing but a little dowdy	B
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The scowling queen of heaven unrolled	B
Before the Jew a threadbare turban	F
'Three shillings ' 'One 'T will suit some old	B
Terrific feminine suburban '	-
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But as for Pallas how to tell	M
In seemly phrase a fact so shocking	N
She pointed pray excuse me well	M
She pointed to her azure stocking	N
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And if the honest truth were told	B
Its heel confessed the need of darning	N
'Gods ' low bred Vulcan cried 'behold	B
There that's what comes of too much larning '	-
	-
Pale Proserpine came groping round	B
Her pupils dreadfully dilated	B
With too much living underground	B
A residence quite overrated	B
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This kerchief's what you want I know	O
Don't cheat poor Venus of her cestus	L
You'll find it handy when you go	O
To you know where it's pure asbestus	L
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Then Phoebus of the silverr bow	P
And Hebe dimpled as a baby	B
And Dian with the breast of snow	O
Chaser and chased and caught it may be	B
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One took the quiver from her back	N
One held the cap he spent the night in	Q
And one a bit of bric a brac	N
Such as the gods themselves delight in	Q
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Then Mars the foe of human kind	B
Strode up and showed his suit of armor	H
So none at last was left behind	B
Save Venus the celestial charmer	H
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Poor Venus What had she to sell	M
For all she looked so fresh and jaunty	B
Her wardrobe as I blush' to tell	M
Already seemed but quite too scanty	B
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Her gems were sold her sandals gone	R
She always would be rash and flighty	B
Her winter garments all in pawn	R
Alas for charming Aphrodite	B
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The lady of a thousand loves	L
The darling of the old religion	F
Had only left of all the doves	L
That drew her car one fan tailed pigeon	F
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How oft upon her finger tips	L
He perched afraid of Cupid's arrow	O
Or kissed her on the rosebud lips	L
Like Roman Lesbia's loving sparrow	O
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'My bird I want your train ' she cried	B
'Come don't let's have a fuss about it	B
I'll make it beauty's pet and pride	B
And you'll be better off without it	B
	-
'So vulgar Have you noticed pray	H
An earthly belle or dashing bride walk	N
And how her flounces track her way	H
Like slimy serpents on the sidewalk	N
	-
'A lover's heart it quickly cools	L
In mine it kindles up enough rage	S
To wring their necks How can such fools	L
Ask men to vote for woman suffrage '	-
	-
The goddess spoke and gently stripped	B
Her bird of every caudal feather	H
A strand of gold bright hair she clipped	B
And bound the glossy plumes together	H
	-
And lo the Fan for beauty's hand	B
The lovely queen of beauty made it	B
The price she named was hard to stand	B
But Venus smiled the Hebrew paid it	B
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Jove Juno Venus where are you	E
Mars Mercury Phoebus Neptune Saturn	T
But o'er the world the Wandering Jew	E
Has borne the Fan's celestial pattern	T
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So everywhere we find the Fan	U
In lonely isles of the Pacific	N
In farthest China and Japan	U
Wherever suns are sudorific	N
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Nay even the oily Esquimaux	L
In summer court its cooling breezes	L
In fact in every clime 't is so	L
No matter if it fries or freezes	L
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And since from Aphrodite's dove	V
The pattern of the fan was given	F
No wonder that it breathes of love	V
And wafts the perfumed gales of heaven	F
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Before this new Pandora's gift	B
In slavery woman's tyrant kept her	H
But now he kneels her glove to lift	B
The fan is mightier than the sceptre	H
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The tap it gives how arch and sly	W
The breath it wakes how fresh and grateful	C
Behind its shield how soft the sigh	W
The whispered tale of shame how fateful	C
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Its empire shadows every throne	X
And every shore that man is tost on	Y
It rules the lords of every zone	X
Nay even the bluest blood of Boston	F
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But every one that swings to night	B
Of fairest shape from farthest region	F
May trace its pedigree aright	B
To Aphrodite's fan tailed pigeon	F

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