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60 "Queen of my soul!" sang Noro, and the rest Fell straightway to their work with twofold zest; And as, when one cicala doth begin Its high midsummer note, the rest fall in And swell the chorus, so the damsels here Sang the refrain with voices loud and clear:—

I.$13$ "Magali, queen of my soul,
 * The dawn is near!

Hark to my tambourine, Hide not thy bower within,
 * Open and hear!

II. "The sky is full of stars,
 * And the wind soft;

But, when thine eyes they see The stars, O Magali,
 * Will pale aloft!"

III. "Idle as summer breeze
 * The tune thou playest!

I'll vanish in the sea, A silver eel will be,
 * Ere thou me stayest."