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COUNT JULIO.
Mid halls beneath whose fretted cornices
Echo still babbles of a glorious past,
Dwelt Julio the miser.
Dwelt Julio the miser. Nobly born,
Reared among palaces, and trained from youth
To the gay vices of a liberal age,
How came it now that year by year sped on
To leave the proud count in his silent halls
Hoarding the gold once lavished?
Hoarding the gold once lavished? Young and fair,
The haughtiest noble of the Roman court,
The stateliest of the high-born throng that graced