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LadiesNo gaudy jewels bedeck your grace,
No rich brocade or silk.
Merely a peasants livery,
As colourless as milk.
You dance with all the ease and skill,
Of your well known Cousin,
But you have no admiring song,
Where she has o'er a dozen.
You twirl about the room so fast,
And brush against the wall.
She has her many partners sweet,
Whilst you have none at all.
You choose to dance around the light,
As if to steal its power,
But still I never see you dance,
Under the strong suns glower.
Perhaps she is a sweet angel,
Born in a cocoon.
Perhaps you are a faerie true,
Who worships the new moon.
But angels are too good for me,
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