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Or maybe, a laughing,
Adorable girl
Unveiling her shoulders'
Peach-blossom and pearl

To the kiss of a cupid
Who hovers near by
His azure-tipped winglets
Scarce fitted to fly?

A gondola gliding
Behind a white swan
Who harnessed with rosebuds
Moves tranquilly on

Reclining within it
A lady most fair
And seated beside her
A youth debonair.

A zither he touches
While both seem to sing—
Oh, her ladyship's fan
Is an exquisite thing!

I'll summon up courage
Sufficient for this—
Each tiny gilt spangle
I'll lovingly kiss

Each whimsical spiral
And fairy volute,
Its filmy lace roses
And strange colored fruit.

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