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A Ballade of Old Loves · Ririro.com - Poetry

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Speaker 1: A ballad of old loves? Who is it? Stands on
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Speaker 1: the polished stair, a merry, laughing, winsome maid from the
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Speaker 1: Christmas rose in her golden hair to the high heeled
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Speaker 1: slippers of spangled suede. A glance half daring and half afraid,
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Speaker 1: gleams from her roguish eyes downcast. Already the vision begins
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Speaker 1: to fade. Tis only a ghost of a Christmas past?
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Speaker 1: Who is it? Sits in that high backed chair, quaintly
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Speaker 1: in rough and patch, arrayed with a mockery gay of
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Speaker 1: a stately air, as she rustles the folds of her
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Speaker 1: old brocade, merriest heart at the masquerade. Ah, but the
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Speaker 1: picture is passing fast back to the darkness from which
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Speaker 1: it strayed. Tis only a ghost of a Christmas past?
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Speaker 1: Who is it? Whirls an ball room's glare, her soft
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Speaker 1: white hand on my shoulder, laid like a radiant lily,
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Speaker 1: tall and fair, while the violins in the corner played
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Speaker 1: the wailing strains of the serenade, Oh lovely vision, too
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Speaker 1: sweet to last? E'en now, my fancy it will evade?
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Speaker 1: Tis only a ghost of a Christmas past? Rosamond look
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Speaker 1: not so dismayed all of my heart. Dear Love, thou
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Speaker 1: hast jealous, beloved of a shade tis only a ghost
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Speaker 1: of a Christmas past.