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III.

The years flew onwards within my dream,
Once more Desirée I saw,
A woman such as might well beseem
Apelles' pencil to draw;
Bright as the morning, glowing with health,
Warm-hearted tho' worldly wise,
With each allurement added that wealth
And art and love could devise,
With a face as beautiful as the day,
And a body fairy light,
And upon her a winning grace alway
That conquered man's love at sight,
With genius stamped upon the brow
And speaking out from her eye,
A queen of love to whom all should bow
In homage reverently.