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“I have the flaunting air, she said, Laughing remorse away For vanities that now are dead, Dear follies of a day. Like a great golden ship she rode, Capricious at her ease, Spreading a sail to catch the mode Of every idle breeze. A dancing cloak she wore above Her pale serenity: O lamp of faith, O light o' love, Which was more dear to me?” — Ashley Dukes
I have the flaunting air, she said,
Laughing remorse away
For vanities that now are dead,
Dear follies of a day.
Like a great golden ship she rode,
Capricious at her ease,
Spreading a sail to catch the mode
Of every idle breeze.
A dancing cloak she wore above
Her pale serenity:
O lamp of faith, O light o' love,
Which was more dear to me?