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Rh XXIII. Now seest thou a glad believer!
 * This is not jest, this is not art.

Take thou my ring; and keep the giver,
 * Fair youth, for ever in thy heart!

XXIV. O Magali! thou dost impart
 * Rapture for ever!

See now the stars, how pale they be
 * At sight of thee!