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The Baroness of New York

Miller, Joaquin (1837-1913)

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THE BARONESS OF NEW YORK.
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PART I. IN THE FOREST.
  
PRELUDE.
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II.
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III.
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IV.
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V.
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VI.
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VII.
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VIII.
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IX.
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X.
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XI.
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XII.
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XIII.
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XIV.
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XV.
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PART II. ON FIFTH AVENUE.
  
PRELUDE.
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I.
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II.
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III.
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IV.
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V.
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VI.
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VII.
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VIII.
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IX.
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X.
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XI.
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XII.
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XIII.
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XIV.
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XV.
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XVI.
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XVII.
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XVIII.
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XIX.
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XX.
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XXI.
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XXII.
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XXIII.
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XXIV.
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XXV.
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XXVI.
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XXVII.

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The lady scarce a word had heard.
She seemed as some poor, fluttered bird;
A bird that hurries anywhere
When storm is trembling in the air.
And did he question her that night,
Poor girl in all her sorry plight—
That night, anticipating morn,
Ere he took hurried leave of her?
Of her strange life where passions stir?
Her awful secret, love, or scorn?
I know not that. But I should say
He spoke her gently as before,
And, waiting her own time to speak,
He gently pressed her pallid cheek,
And passed her through her opened door,
And so, descending, sped away
Without one question, aye, without
One touch of disbelieving doubt
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Or dread, that on the morrow fate
Might smile and make the crooked straight.
The while strong Doughal could not guess
What meant this noble Baroness.
He could not trust his ears, his eyes,
He only saw his splendid queen
Had grown more fair than man had seen
This side the walls of Paradise.
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