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Lais, the erstwhile courted pleasure queen,
Walked homeless through Corinth.
One mocked her mien-
One tossed her coins; she took them and passed on.
Down by the harbour sloped a terraced lawn,
Where fountains played; she paused to view the scene.
A marble palace stood in bowers of green
'Twas here of old she revelled till the dawn.
