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 SECOND DAY.THE QUEEN

Fabiani [guitar in hand, singing.

When thou dost sleep, beloved,
 * So calm and pure thou art,

Thy breath soft words doth murmur,
 * Like music to my heart.

Unveiled and unapparelled,
 * Thou'rt fairer than the day—
 * Sleep, my beloved,
 * For ever and for aye!

When thou dost say: "I love thee!"
 * Oh! then, my love, meseems

That Heaven itself, above us,
 * Lies open to my dreams!

Thy glance doth gleam resplendent
 * With love's divinest ray—
 * Love, my beloved,
 * For ever and a day!