Sirène, La
Over the flagon filled to the brim
She sends a bewildering glance to him.
Over the sea of pink foaming wine
He reels in the light of her beauty divine.
Deeper and deeper she dreamily dips,
In the rose-tinted wine, her rose-tinted lips.
While over the glass she airily laughs
A pledge which he eagerly catches and quaffs.
And he drinks in a madness wilder than wine,
Through her smile and her eyes' bewildering shine.
He drinks in delirium, danger, and death,
As over the crystal comes floating her breath;
As over the flagon of rose-colored bliss
She wickedly, witchingly wafts him a kiss;
Then, laughing a laugh derisive and sweet,
She is gone while he kneels in despair at her feet.
She sends a bewildering glance to him.
Over the sea of pink foaming wine
He reels in the light of her beauty divine.
Deeper and deeper she dreamily dips,
In the rose-tinted wine, her rose-tinted lips.
While over the glass she airily laughs
A pledge which he eagerly catches and quaffs.
And he drinks in a madness wilder than wine,
Through her smile and her eyes' bewildering shine.
He drinks in delirium, danger, and death,
As over the crystal comes floating her breath;
As over the flagon of rose-colored bliss
She wickedly, witchingly wafts him a kiss;
Then, laughing a laugh derisive and sweet,
She is gone while he kneels in despair at her feet.
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