Her face was frantic with woe.
(The Ballad Of The Leather Medal)
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The sordid room was still as death.
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But therein lies the hell of it;
Better my eyes had never lit
to love of bluebells in a wood,
Or daffodils in dancing mood.
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He shed a radiant smile around and smoked a rank cigar;
They wished him honor, happiness and wealth.
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No prize at school I ever gained
(Shirking my studies, I suppose):
Yes, I remember being caned
For lack of love of Latin prose.
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But God was good, for lo!
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