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The Last Supper
Marie Vaux of the Painted Lips,
And the mouth so mocking gay,
A wanton you to the finger-tips,
Who break men's hearts in play;
A thing of dust I have striven for,
Honour and manhood given for,
Headlong to ruin driven for,
And this is the last, you say.
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Drinking your wine with dainty sips,
Marie Vaux of the Painted Lips.


Marie Vaux of the Painted Lips,
ong have you held your sway;
I have laughed at your merry quips -
Now is my time to pay.

What we sow we must reap again;
When we laugh we must weep again;
So to-night we will sleep again,
Nor wake until Judgement Day.
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'Tis a poisoned wine that your palate lips,
Marie Vaux of the Painted Lips.


Marie Vaux of the Painted Lips,
Down on your knees and pray;
Pray your last ere the moment slips,
Pray ere the dark and the terror grips,
And the bright world fades away.

Pray for the peace and the rest of us:
Here comes the Shape in quest of us,
Now we must go away.
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You and I in the grave's eclipse,
Marie Vaux of the painted Lips.
Written by: Robert William Service

Book: Shattered Sighs