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A PICTURE OF HERODIAS' DAUGHTER BY LUINI.
Alas, Salomè! couldst thou know
How great man is—how great thou art—
What destined worlds of weal or woe
Lurk in the shallowest human heart,
How great man is—how great thou art—
What destined worlds of weal or woe
Lurk in the shallowest human heart,
From thee thy vanities would drop
Like sins in noble anger spurned
By one who finds, beyond all hope,
The passion of his youth returned.
Like sins in noble anger spurned
By one who finds, beyond all hope,
The passion of his youth returned.
Ah, sunbright face whose brittle smile
Is cold as sunbeams flashed on ice!
Ah, lips how sweet yet hard the while!
Ah, soul too barren even for vice!
Is cold as sunbeams flashed on ice!
Ah, lips how sweet yet hard the while!
Ah, soul too barren even for vice!
Vanity's glittering mask! Those eyes
No beam the less around them shed
Albeit in that red scarf there lies
The dancer's meed—the prophet's head.
No beam the less around them shed
Albeit in that red scarf there lies
The dancer's meed—the prophet's head.
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