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A LADY OF PARIS BORDONE, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Saidst genoa? Ah well, it may be true
Last Line: Her bosom whose limpid veil droops wide apart.
Subject(s): Genoa, Italy


SAIDST Genoa? Ah well, it may be true.
I never dreamed that any Genoese
Had such stern eyes like steadfast haughty seas,
Assured of sovranty. Canst say she knew
Nought of that sea-spread city where surely grew
This tolerant calm, this strong inviolate ease,
This proud epitome of the Veronese
And sister of Titian's girl whom Palma drew?
Although her bodice fails her noble breasts
She grudged no silks to swell her ducal gown:
The maritime and many-nationed mart
Surely gave up the coil of pearls that rests
Pale in her hair, or darkly trickles down
Her bosom whose limpid veil droops wide apart.





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