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XXXII. FANCIES.
“Whence come your beautiful fancies?From the earth or the heavens above?”
“From neither!” the poet replied, “they stream
From the eyes of the woman I love!
There are far more thoughts in her sunny glance,
Than stars in the midnight skies!”
“You're a fool!” said his friend. “Perhaps I am!
What's the good of being wise?
I would not change this folly of mine,
No, not for an Empire's prize!”
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