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Mon cher Monsieur le Secretaire, / Your song flits with me everywhere; / It lights on Fancy's prow and sings / Me on divinest voyagings: / And when my ruler love would fain / Be laid upon it -- high again / It mounts, and hugs itself from me / With rapturous wings -- still dwindlingly -- / On! -- on! till but a _ghost_ is there / Of song, Monsieur le Secretaire!