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Dame of the night of hair / Like blue smoke blown! / World yet undreamed-of there / Lurks to be known.
Dame of the dizzy eyes, / Lure of dim quests! / World of what midnights lies / Under thy breasts!
Dame of the quench of love, / Give me to quaff! / There's all the world's made of / Under thy laugh.
Dame of the dare of gods, / Let the sky lower! / Time, give the world for odds, -- / I choose this hour.