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 ::: The violet white and laughing lilies I Weave with the myrtle and narcissus shy, And the sweet crocus with them do I twine, And hyacinth as purple as rich wine, And roses, flowers that lovers find most fair; So that my wreath, by Heliodora's grace, I may upon her perfumed temples place And crown with flowers her richly curling hair.



Surely, while talking, Heliodora may Surpass the Graces' selves in grace some day!



Heliodora! Love hath fashioned thee From out my very heart. Heliodora, sweet-voiced, unto me    As my soul's soul thou art.