Fain would I change That note
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Long steel-grass, the white soldiers pass
The light is braying like an ass
See the tall Spanish jade with hair black as nightshade
Worn as a cockade
Flee!
Her eyes gasconade and her gowns parade
As stiff as a brigade
Dee!
The hard and braying light is zebra'd black and white
It will take away the slight and free
Tinge of the mouth-organ sound
Oysters, tall-rods oozing round
Her flounces as they sweep the ground
The trumpet and the drum, and the martial call is come
To make the people dumb
But we won't wait for sly-foot night
Moonlight, watered milk-white bright
To make clear the declaration on our Paphian vocation
Beside the castaneted sea
Where stalks your capitano, swagger-dagger duccio
Sword and mustachio
He is green as a cassana and his hair is an annona
To the jay-jaw he say, "Holla"
He call across the battlements
And she heard our voices thin and shrill
As the steely grasses thrill
O'er the sound of the onige and the fuga
Has the pique in the pan
This of the Queen Chinee