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Show These are the beautiful verses Sothern reciteB In the third act of "If I Were King": I wonder in what Isle of Bliss Apollo breathes ambrosial air, In what green valley Artemis For young Endymlon spreads the snare, Where Venus lingers debonnair, 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 The precious dust of Caesar is, Or Cleopatra's yellow hair; Where Alexander Do and Dare; The wind has blown them all away, And Red-beard of the Iron chain, Where are the dreams of yesterday? Where does the Queen of Herod's kin, Or Phryne in her beauty bare; With Rhodope and Tomyris, And Sappho and Campaspe fare; Where Guenevere, the world's despair, The wind has blown them all away, And Helen, fairest of the fair Where are the girls of yesterday? Alas! for lovers! pair by pair, The wind has blown them all away. In vain we seek them here and there Where are the snows of yesterday? |