LXVII.

Her Majesty looked down, the youth looked up—

And so they fell in love;—she with his face,

His grace, his God-knows-what: for Cupid's cup

With the first draught intoxicates apace,

A quintessential laudanum or "Black Drop,"

Which makes one drunk at once, without the base

Expedient of full bumpers; for the eye

In love drinks all Life's fountains (save tears) dry.

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