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In sooth, the dust on insects' wings, A shimmering tree, O beauteous soul, ne'er brings Such ecstasy As mine, that thee alone I own And in my heart I bear As precious stone.

A hundred kisses sends to thee My soul in dreams. Thou hast therein shed radiancy, Scent, purple gleams, Now all that in the world I own Is thee alone, Whom in my heart I bear As precious stone. “Eclogues and Songs” (1880).

A ruby 'mid the silver gleaming In three-fold garland twined around, Saith: "Reveller, see, what from me streaming Its glowing path to thee hath found!"

With graces graved in golden splendour Apollo on his car doth rise, Saying: "In joy to earth surrender, But speed in spirit to the skies!"