Selections from Songs of a Bayadere and Songs of a Troubadour By Evelyn Douglas [i.e. J. E. Barlas] |
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The Lady's Secret.
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The Lady's Secret.
There lived a lady long ago,
Whose beauty dazzled many lands;
Her bosom was as white as snow,
But whiter were her lovely hands.
Whose beauty dazzled many lands;
Her bosom was as white as snow,
But whiter were her lovely hands.
Not till her death it reached men's ears
Why those white hands made all hearts ache.
She washed them in love's hopeless tears
And blood of men slain for her sake.
Why those white hands made all hearts ache.
She washed them in love's hopeless tears
And blood of men slain for her sake.
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