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I have kiss'd the cheek of the rose; I have watch'd the lily unclose, My silver mine is the almond tree, Who will come dwell with flower and me?

Dance we our round, 'tis a summer night, And our steps are led by the glow-worms' light.

My dwelling is in the serpentine Of the rainbow's colour'd line,— See how its rose and amber clings To the many hues of my radiant wings; Mine is the step that bids the earth Give to the iris flower its birth,