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A Nereid stole my husband My husband a Nereid stole Beware the maids of the seastrand Lest you be the next we console. We strolled blithely along the shore Gathering shells and turning stones When came the voice I now deplore A voice, a song, such soaring tones! At once, my husband quickly sped "Wait!" I cried, "'Tis a Nereid!" But faster still he pressed ahead Her sweet call could not be gainsaid. Too late, alas, alas, too late I found him swaying, deep in thrall My worst fear sent to me by fate He followed the Nereid's call. And she, beautiful, cruel, and vain Swam to her sisters, calling this back, "Your husband was no prize to gain; He's yours once more, Lady Crookback!" A Nereid stole my husband Returning him without delay Poor me, near free from his demands Stuck instead with him since that day!