Pierrot, no sentimental swain,
Washes a pâté down again
With furtive flagons, white and red.
Cassandre, to chasten his content,
Greets with a tear of sentiment
His nephew disinherited.
That blackguard of a Harlequin
Pirouettes, and plots to win
His Colombine that flits and flies.
Colombine dreams, and starts to find
A sad heart sighing in the wind,
And in her heart a voice that sighs.
I am busy working to bring Arthur Symons's "Pantomime" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
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