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.