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Elvira, by love's grace / There goeth before you / A clear radiance / Which maketh all vain souls / Candles when noon is.
The loud clangour of pretenders / Melteth before you / Like the roll of carts passing, / But you come silently / And homage is given.
Now the little by-path / Which leadeth to love / Is again joyful with its many; / And the great highway / From love / Is without passers.