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In evening's calm, she walked between The tints and shades of rich delight, While overhead came, arching green, Many a shrub and parasite, To crown their Queen;

There laughed the joy of the rose, among Myrtle and Iris, heaven's eye, Magnole, with cups of moonlight hung, And Fuchsia's sunny chandlery, And coral tongue;

And where the shy brook fluttered through, Nepenthe held her chalice leaf (Undrained as yet by human grief), And broad Nymphaea grew.