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That such stony footpaths knew
Did your heart ache sometimes, too?
Gay Ladies.
Nor the puppet show, nor play
May tempt you forth to-day,
Gay Ladies,
For the latest play outplay'd is, the puppets laid away.
Watched by a wither'd crone,
Cold as marble, still as stone,
At length you sleep alone
Gay Ladies.
So farewell you mechlin tête
Your hoop, and pannier's state
Gay Ladies,
A hireling hag your maid is, and when she leaves you, late
