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JACQUELINE. | ||
Why dost thou sigh and moan? | ||
Ah, why? ah, why? | ||
Mad, merry Jacqueline, That danced from morn till e'en — |
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Good-bye! good-bye! | ||
Yea, for all mirth hath flown; The strings have all one tone — |
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Ah, why? ah, why? |
DEVIL (not heeding JACQUELINE — to himself). Haste, Saida! haste! thy lord's home-coming will thwart thee an' thou dost not use despatch!
JACQUELINE seats herself upon the ground near the DEVIL.
JACQUELINE. | ||
It is the lute that sings, | ||
Not I! not I! | ||
Haply some prisoned heart That once had felt love's smart |
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Doth wake and cry! | ||
Nay, it is love's own wings That beat the trembling strings — |
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Not I! not I! |
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