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Imperial as that famed Elizabeth / Before whose feet a knight his cloak cast down-- / A sovereign--altho' thine only crown / Love's roses 'twine for thee, Elizabeth.
Ah, maiden sweeter than morn's nectared breath, / Across thy path no regal robe I fling-- / Only a living, loving heart I bring / To lay at thy dear feet, Elizabeth.