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 F I were Lord of Tartary,
 * Myself and me alone,

My bed should be of ivory,
 * Of beaten gold my throne;

And in my court would peacocks flaunt, And in my forests tigers haunt, And in my pools great fishes slant
 * Their fins athwart the sun.

If I were Lord of Tartary,
 * Trumpeters every day

To every meal should summon me,
 * And in my courtyard bray;

And in the evening lamps would shine, Yellow as honey, red as wine, While harp, and flute, and mandoline,
 * Made music sweet and gay.

If I were Lord of Tartary,
 * I'd wear a robe of beads,

White, and gold, and green they'd be —
 * And clustered thick as seeds;

And ere should wane the morning-star, I'd don my robe and scimitar,