Veni, Vidi, Victus sum.

Hither led by fancy's hand, Once again I seem to stand In that hall in which this eye, Blind before to beauty's ray, Lighted up in ecstasy Instantly it gazed on thee; Here too was it where this heart, Previous proof to Cupid's dart, In thy presence trembled, fell; Fearful, fluttered 'neath thy spell; All so sudden, so complete, Chronicled in words 'twere meet Such as Caesar's famous three, Which will well apply to me, If the classic clause become,— Veni, Vidi, Victus sum.