Interludes and Undertones, or, Music at Twilight By Charles Mackay |
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XXXIX. THE DEVIL AND I.
The devil? Yes! I have often seen him,
Changeful ever in form and face;
Once in the shape of a lump of money,
Once like a maid in her youthful grace.
Once like a life-long hope accomplished,
Once in the shape of a thought instilled,
Once in the guise of my heart's ambition,
Once like a promise of joy fulfilled!
Changeful ever in form and face;
Once in the shape of a lump of money,
Once like a maid in her youthful grace.
Once like a life-long hope accomplished,
Once in the shape of a thought instilled,
Once in the guise of my heart's ambition,
Once like a promise of joy fulfilled!
Never he comes as a roaring lion.
No! He is always calm and bland,
Courteous, witty, and pleasant spoken
As the bravest gentleman in the land.
'Tis a cheating game that we play together;
But he's not so clever as men opine!
I know that his lordship's dice are loaded—
He does not know that I've loaded MINE!
No! He is always calm and bland,
Courteous, witty, and pleasant spoken
As the bravest gentleman in the land.
'Tis a cheating game that we play together;
But he's not so clever as men opine!
I know that his lordship's dice are loaded—
He does not know that I've loaded MINE!
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