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THE LADYE OF THE LAB, by                    
First Line: He fareth in a joyous wise
Last Line: The ladye of the lab!
Subject(s): Women


HE fareth in a joyous wise
Where runs the road 'neath gentle skies --
How should his canine heart surmise
That where the red-roofed towers rise
The blood is red upon the slab?
His way is warm with sunlight yet,
He knoweth not the sun must set;
And he hath in the roadway met
The Ladye of the Lab.

How should he read her face aright?
Upon her brow the hair is bright,
Within her eyes a tender light,
Her luring hands are lily-white,
Tho' blood be red upon the slab;
Her calling voice is siren-sweet, --
He crouches fawning at her feet, --
It is a fatal thing to meet
The Ladye of the Lab!

And she hath ta'en him with a string
To where the linnets never sing,
Where stiff and still is everything,
And there a heart lies quivering
When blood is red upon the slab;
O little dog that wandered free!
And hath she done this thing to thee?
How may she work her will with me, --
The Ladye of the Lab!





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