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ON A PORTRAIT.

Were the mighty Merlin's wand
Waved within my wizard hand,
And, in its great power, I said,
“Face as fair as e'er hath been,
“Sweetest eyes that earth hath seen,
“Soft with life, or calmly dead,
“Appear!”
Methinks, across the magic glass,
The while I gazed with wondering fear,
This pictured form would, queen-like, pass,
And voices from the charmèd air,
Charmèd tongues mine ears would hear,
Whispering, “Mortal, ask'st thou where
“All of fairness is, most fair?
'Tis here!”