“Come, try your skill, kind gentlemen, A penny for three tries!” Some threw and lost, some threw and won A ten-a-penny prize. <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> She was a tawny gipsy girl, A girl of twenty years. I liked her for the lumps of gold That jingled from her ears; I liked the flaring yellow scarf Bound loose about her throat. I liked her showy purple gown And flashy velvet coat. A man came up, too loose of tongue, And said no good to her; She did not blush as Saxons do, Or turn upon the cur; She fawned and whined “Sweet gentleman, A penny for three tries!” — But Oh, the den of wild things in The darkness of her eyes! |
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