
THE
NAZARETH
MINES
When Rome was
Of the world –
And Master Moon
Was free –
And Mistress Midnight
Bedizened -
In show-star
Finery.
A tiny sparkle
Caught,
Miss Mistress Midnight’s
Eye -
And captured Master
Moon,
Who paled
And gasped a sigh -
But Rome, still
Of the world,
Had doctors observe
Ceiling signs -
And missed the Immaculate
Diamond -
Debouching from
Nazareth mines.

