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The stranger queen had lifted up In her small hands the golden cup, And drank her timid thanks to all Gathered within Leoni's hall; But he—he saw that azure eye Grow softer as it passed him by, And indistinct her voice became Beneath the music of his name. She left the hall, she past like light; So in the east comes sudden night. She past—so graceful glides the swan Some lone and lovely lake upon. And sought her chamber,—it was fair With perfume on the midnight hour; Amenaïde, with graceful care, Had made it like a fairy's bower.