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gals and catches, Not for heart wounds, but for scratches, O Marquise! Just a pinky porcelain trifle, "_Belle Marquise!_" Wrought in rarest _rose-Dubarry,_ Quick at verbal point and parry, Clever, doubtless;--but to marry, No, Marquise! IV For your Cupid, you have clipped him, Rouged and patched him, nipped and snipped him, And with _chapeau-bras_ equipped him, "_Belle Marquise!_" Just to arm you through your wife-time, And the languors of your lifetime, "_Belle Marquise!_" Say, to trim your toilet tapers Or--to twist your hair in papers, Or--to wean you from the vapors;-- As for these, You are worth the love they give you, Till a fairer face outlive you, Or a younger grace shall please; Till the coming of the crows'-feet, And the backward turn of beaux' feet, "_Belle Marquise!_" Till your frothed-out life's commotion Settles down to Ennui's ocean, Or a dainty sham devotion, "_Belle Marquise!_" V No: we neither like nor love you, "_Belle Marquise!_" Lesser lights we place above you,-- Milder merits better please. We have passed from _Philosophe_-dom Into plainer modern days,-- Grown contented in our oafdom, Giving grace not all the praise; And, _en partant, Arsinoe_,-- Without malice whatsoever,-- We shall counsel to our Chloe To be rather good than clever; For we find it hard to smother Just one little thought, Marquise! Wittier perhaps than any other,-- You were neither Wife nor Mother. "_Belle Marquise!_" A BALLAD TO QUEEN ELIZABETH OF THE SPANISH ARMADA King Philip had vaunted his claims; He had sworn for a year he would sack us; With an army of heathenish names He was coming to fagot and stack us; Like the thieves of the sea he would track us, And shatter our ships on the main; But we had bold Neptune to back us,-- And where are the galleons of Spain? His carackes were christened of dames To the kirtles whereof he would tack us; With his saints and his gilded stern-frames, He had thought like an egg-shell to crack us; Now Howard may get to his Flaccus, And Drake to his Devon again, And Hawkins bowl rubbers to Bacchus,-
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