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Incantation.
O mia Luna! Porta mi fortuna!
In rose-pale, fading blue of twilight sky,
See, the new moon's thin crescent shining clear;
Nine times I'll curtsey murmuring mystic words,—
And wish good fortune to our love, my dear.
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