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 Who is brighter, ha! ha! who is wittier and neater, Than the queen of my spirit—its glorified defeater—
 * Ha! Ha! Ha! Malgherita! Malgherita!

You may fancy that the fountain, baffled billow of the mountain,
 * Is singing you this secret as it crashes grandly down;

“What beatitude completer, he is wed to Malgherita,
 * And they emulate the angels ’neath the summer’s burning crown!”
 * We are wed! we are wed!
 * As Khuleborn hath said,

And we envy not the annals of the living or the dead. Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Who is gentler, who is fairer—ha! ha! who is sweeter; Who is brighter, ha! ha! who is wittier and neater, Than the queen of my spirit—its glorified defeater—
 * Ha! Ha! Ha! Malgherita! Malgherita!