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When I behold thee wander by, my languorous love, / To songs of viols which throughout the dome resound, / Harmonious and stately as thy footsteps move, / Bestowing forth the languor of thy glance profound.
When I regard thee, glowing in the gaslight rays, / Thy pallid brow embellished by a charm obscure, / Here where the evening torches light the twilight haze, / Thine eyes attracting me like those of a portraiture,