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I Watched the Lady Caroline
by Walter De la Mare
I watched the Lady Caroline
Bind up her dark and beauteous hair;
Her face was rosy in the glass,
And ‘twixt the coils her hand would pass,
White in the candleshine.
Her bottles on the table lay,
Stoppered, yet sweet of violet;
Her image in the mirror stooped
To view those locks as lightly looped
As cherry-boughs in May.
The snowy night lay dim without,
I heard the Waits their sweet song sing;
The window smouldered keen with frost;
Yet still she twisted, sleeked and tossed
Her beauteous hair about.
Sheet Music
The Songs of John Duke
Composer(s): John Duke
Song(s): The Babe
The Bird
Little Elegy
Loveliest of Trees
February Twilight
A Piper
I Watched The Lady Caroline
Peggy Mitchell
When I Was One-And-Twenty
April Elegy
Elaine
Fragment
The Grunchin' Witch
Here In This Spot With You
I Can't Be Talkin' Of Love
I Carry Your Heart
I Ride The Great Black Horses
The Last Word Of A Bluebird
Shelling Peas
The White Dress
Voice Type: High
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