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And so, meseemed, I heard them tell How here her loving glance once fell Upon this bank, and from its azure grew The ageratum mist-flower’s happy hue; How from her kiss, as crimson as the dawn, The cardinal-flow’r drew its vermilion; And from her hair’s blond touch th’ elecampane Evolved the glory of its golden rain; While from her starry footsteps, redolent, The aster pearled its flowery firmament.