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Salome I would dance Sire better than seraphim Once more to see the Baptist smile Mother why are you moping Like a countess on a prince's arm My heart beat wildly when he spoke When I danced I was listening Embroidering lilies on a pennant To wave at the end of his stick The stick is aflower alone at Jordan To whom shall I give my needlework now All the lilies Herod in my garden Withered when you seized him Come with me everyone under the quincunx Weep no more my pretty court-jester Here is his head your new cap-and-bells Mother stand clear the brow is cold Herod leads the procession and spearmen follow We scoop out a hole and bury it there We plant new flowers and dance in a circle A ring until I have no garters The king no snuffbox The princess no prayer-beads The priest no prayers 85 ...

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