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Fuess and Stearns, comps.  The Little Book of Society Verse.  1922.
A Ballad of Dead Ladies
By Justin Huntly McCarthy
I WONDER in what Isle of Bliss
  Apollo’s music fills the air;
In what green valley Artemis
  For young Endymion spreads the snare:
  Where Venus lingers debonair:        5
The Wind has blown them all away—
  And Pan lies piping in his lair—
Where are the Gods of Yesterday?
Say where the great Semiramis
  Sleeps in a rose-red tomb; and where        10
The precious dust of Cæsar is,
  Or Cleopatra’s yellow hair:
  Where Alexander Do-and-Dare;
The Wind has blown them all away—
  And Redbeard of the Iron Chair;        15
Where are the Dreams of Yesterday?
Where is the Queen of Herod’s kiss,
  And Phryne in her beauty bare;
By what strange sea does Tomyris
  With Dido and Cassandra share        20
  Divine Proserpina’s despair;
The Wind has blown them all away—
  For what poor ghost does Helen care?
Where are the Girls of Yesterday?
Alas for lovers! Pair by pair
  The Wind has blown them all away:
The young and yare, the fond and fair:
  Where are the Snows of Yesterday?

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