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WE shall see her no more / On the balcony, / Smiling, while hurt, at the roar / As of surging sea / From the stormy sturdy band / Who have doomed her lord's cause, / Though she waves her little hand / As it were applause.
Here will be candidates yet, / And candidates' wives, / Fervid with zeal to set / Their ideals on our lives: / Here will come market-men / On the market-days, / Here will clash now and then / More such party assays.
And the balcony will fill / When such times are renewed, / And the throng in the street will thrill / With to-day's mettled mood; / But she will no more stand / In the sunshine there, / With that wave of her white-gloved hand, / And that chestnut hair.