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NECKLACES
That was a fair one which a Queen
Pulled the great pearl from, in her spleen,
And drank its rich corroded sheen;
Pulled the great pearl from, in her spleen,
And drank its rich corroded sheen;
And dazzling bright was that which met,
And clasped its fatal diamond net
About Maria Antoinette;
And clasped its fatal diamond net
About Maria Antoinette;
And cool and fresh the dripping band
Which poor Undine, with trembling hand,
Snatched from the wave of Hildebrand;
Which poor Undine, with trembling hand,
Snatched from the wave of Hildebrand;
But better mine, a little thread
Of jasmine blossoms, tipped with red,
As if in breaking they had bled.
Of jasmine blossoms, tipped with red,
As if in breaking they had bled.
It was all sweetness, and to one
Whose life on shore had just begun,
The very best beneath the sun!
Whose life on shore had just begun,
The very best beneath the sun!
Malta, August 23, 1851.
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