Gazelle

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Let my poem, like a shrine, contain - your name;

In my heart shall ever proudly reign - your name;

Let my cuntrymen hear echoes, east and west,

Of the music in that joyous strain - your name;

On this shrine shall nations henceforth read your fame;

Here it stays to glow and glow again - your name.

When both you and I have crossed in Charon's boat,

Even then the glory will remain - your name.

More than Cynthia, Laura, Delia and Corrina,

Time will ever hallow my refrain - your name.