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TO HIS BROTHER GERARDO, ON THE DEATH OF A LADY TO WHOM HE WAS ATTACHED.
The beauteous lady thou didst love so well / Too soon hath from our regions wing'd her flight, / To find, I ween, a home 'mid realms of light; / So much in virtue did she here excel / Thy heart's twin key of joy and woe can dwell / No more with her -- then re-assume thy might, / Pursue her by the path most swift and right, / Nor let aught earthly stay thee by its spell.