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I	A
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Now there was one who came in later days	B
To play at Emperor in the dead of night	C
Stole crown and sceptre and stood forth to light	C
In sudden purple The dawn's straggling rays	B
Showed Paris fettered murmuring in amaze	B
With red hands at her throat a piteous sight	C
Then the new C sar stricken with affright	C
At his own daring shrunk from public gaze	B
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In the Elys e and had lost the day	C
But that around him flocked his birds of prey	C
Sharp beaked voracious hungry for the deed	C
'Twixt hope and fear beheld great C sar hang	D
Meanwhile methinks a ghostly laughter rang	D
Through the rotunda of the Invalides	B
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II	A
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What if the boulevards at set of sun	E
Reddened but not with the sunset's kindly glow	F
What if from quai and square the murmured woe	F
Swept heavenward pleadingly The prize was won	E
A kingling made and Liberty undone	E
No Emperor this like him awhile ago	F
But his Name's shadow that one struck the blow	F
Himself the street sweeping gun	E
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This was a man of tortuous heart and brain	G
So warped he knew not his own point of view	H
The master of a dark mysterious smile	I
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And there he plotted by the storied Seine	J
And in the fairy gardens of St Cloud	C
The Sphinx that puzzled Europe for awhile	I
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III	A
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I see him as men saw him once a face	B
Of true Napoleon pallor round the eyes	B
The wrinkled care mustache spread pinion wise	B
Pointing his smile with odd sardonic grace	B
As wearily he turns him in his place	B
And bends before the hoarse Parisian cries	B
Then vanishes with glitter of gold lace	B
And trumpets blaring to the patient skies	B
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Not thus he vanished later On his path	K
The Furies waited for the hour and man	L
Foreknowing that they waited not in vain	G
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Then fell the day o day of dreadful wrath	K
Bow down in shame O crimson girt Sedan	L
Weep fair Alsace weep loveliest Lorainne	L
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So mused I sitting underneath the trees	B
In that old garden of the Tuileries	B
Watching the dust of twilight sifting down	L
Through chestnut boughs just touched with autumn's brown	L
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Not twilight yet but that illusive bloom	M
Which holds before the deep edged shadows come	N
For still the garden stood in golden mist	C
Still like a river of golden amethyst	C
The Seine slipt through its pans of fretted stone	L
And near the grille that once fenced in a throne	L
The fountains still unbraided to the day	C
The unsubstantial silver of their spray	C
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A spot to dream in love in waste one's hours	B
Temples and palaces and gilded towers	B
And fairy terraces and yet and yet	C
Here in her woe came Marie Antoinette	C
Came sweet Corday Du Barry with shrill cry	A
Not learning from her betters how to die	A
Here while the nations watched with bated breath	O
Was held the saturnalia of Red Death	O
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For where that slim Egyptian shaft uplifts	B
Its point to catch the dawn's and sunset's drifts	B
Of various gold the busy Headsman stood	C
Place de la Concorde no the Place of Blood	C
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And all so peaceful now one cannot bring	P
Imagination to accept the thing	P
Lies all of it some dreamer's wild romance	B
High hearted witty laughter loving France	B
In whose brain was it that the legend grew	H
Of M nads shrieking in this avenue	H
Of watch fires burning Famine standing guard	C
Of long speared Uhlans in that palace yard	C
What ruder sound this soft air ever smote	C
Than a bird's twitter or a bugle's note	C
What darker crimson ever splashed these walks	B
Than that of rose leaves dropping from the stalks	B
And yet what means that charred and broken wall	Q
That sculptured marble splintered like to fall	Q
Looming among the trees there And you say	B
This happened as it were but yesterday	B
And here the commune stretched a barricade	C
And there the final desperate stand was made	C
Such things have been How all things change and fade	C
How little lasts in this brave world below	F
Love dies hate cools the C sars come and go	F
Gaunt Hunger fattens and the weak grow strong	R
Even Republics are not here for long	R
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Ah who can tell what hour may bring the doom	M
The lighted torch the tocsin's heavy boom	M

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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