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The Apollo Belvidere was adorning

The Chamber where Eulalie lay,

While Aurora, tho Rose of the Morning,

Smiled full in the face of the Day.

All around stood the beautiful Graces

Bathing Venus—some combing her hair—

While she lay in her husband's embraces

A-moulding my —

Of my Fawn-like —

Of my Dove-like —

Of my beautiful, dutiful.

Where the Oreads played in the Highlands,

And the Water-Nymphs bathed in the streams,

In the tall Jasper Reeds of the Islands—

She wandered in life's cearly dreams.

For the Wood-Nymphs then brought from the Wildwood

The turtle Doves Venus kept there,

Which the Dryades tamed, in his childhood,