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art thou a Princess?—in sooth, we may well Go back to the days of the sign and the spell, When a young queen sat on an ivory throne In a shining hall, whose windows shone With colours its crystals caught from the sky, Or the roof which a thousand rubies dye; Where the summer garden was spread around. With the date and the palm and the cedar crowned; Where fountains played with the rainbow showers, Touched with the hues of their comrade flowers; Where the tulip and rose grew side by side, One like a queen, and one like a bride; One with its own imperial flush, The other reddening with love’s sweet blush; When silver stuffs for her step were unrolled, And the citron was served on a plate of gold; When perfumes arose from pearl caskets filled With odours from all sweet things distilled; When a fairy guarded the throne from ill, And she knew no rule but her own glad will: Those were the days for a youthful queen, And such, fair Princess, thou should’st have been.