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196 Then Lélian, king of the land,
 * Rich Lélian will teach us the speech

That here we but half understand—
 * Kind Lélian will reach us his hand.

, grey, and white Roses, sad seas, and light Straight from the sun These are your colours. Red necklet spun When the Eastern day was done By fairy fingers Of lotus flowers. In those white ivories Your arms, a charm there lies, Charm to conquer The bravest singers: And for your grey Sweet, deep eye oceansthey Do yet declare Queen Venus lingers.