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Ah, sweet-eyed Christ! Thy image smiles
 * In its Cathedral cell,

Shrined in the heaven-enamored arms
 * Of her who never fell;

And if my phantom eyes implore
 * A more benignant beam,

’Tis a nepenthe I would crave
 * For a memorial dream!

Dear Leonie! here did’st thou kneel
 * That musky summer noon,

As the zephyrs kissed in ecstasy
 * The dimpled cheeks of June—

As the sunlight drifted o’er thy brow
 * A golden wave of grace,

Bright blending with the miracles
 * Of that angelic face.