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Musmee has brown velvet eyes

Curtained with satin, sleepily;

You wonder if those lids would rise

The newest, strangest sight to see;

But when she chatters, laughs, or plays

Kôto, biwa, or samisen,

No jewel gleams with brighter rays

Than flash from those dark lashes then.

The Musmee has a small brown face,

"Musk-melon seed" its perfect shape:

Jetty arched eyebrows; nose to grace

The rosy mouth beneath; a nape,

And neck, and chin, and smooth, soft cheeks

Carved out of sun-burned ivory,

With teeth, which, when she smiles or speaks,

Pearl merchants might come leagues to see!