Cosmo De' Medici An Historical Tragedy: And Other Poems: By Richard Hengist Horne |
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Hark to the cymbals singing!
Hark to their hollow quot!
The gong sonorous swinging
At each sharp pistol-shot!
Bells of sweet tone are ringing!
The Fair begins
With countless dins,
And many a grave-faced plot!—
Hark to their hollow quot!
The gong sonorous swinging
At each sharp pistol-shot!
Bells of sweet tone are ringing!
The Fair begins
With countless dins,
And many a grave-faced plot!—
Trumpets and tympans sound
'Neath the Moon's brilliant round,
Which doth entrance
Each passionate dance,
And glows or flashes
Midst jewell'd sashes,
Cap, turban, and tiàra,
In a tossing sea
Of ecstasy,
At the Fair of Almachàra!
'Neath the Moon's brilliant round,
Which doth entrance
Each passionate dance,
And glows or flashes
Midst jewell'd sashes,
Cap, turban, and tiàra,
In a tossing sea
Of ecstasy,
At the Fair of Almachàra!
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