LXXXIV.

An order from her Majesty consigned

Our young Lieutenant to the genial care

Of those in office: all the world looked kind,

(As it will look sometimes with the first stare,

Which Youth would not act ill to keep in mind,)

As also did Miss Protasoff  then there, Named from her mystic office "l'Eprouveuse,"

A term inexplicable to the Muse.

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