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AFFINITIES.
I.
She was a king's daughter,
With a face like a summer's day—
All the flowers in the valley
Laughed when she came that way,
Her hair was a rippled shadow,
Filleted chastely with gold;
Her feet and her hands were lilies,
Cast 1n the goddess's mould.
The seam of her silken robe
With twinkle of pearls was traced;
Diamonds dappled her throat,
Diamonds belted her waist.
Tall she was among women,
Reared in a courtly place—
She was a king's daughter,
Beautiful in the face.
With a face like a summer's day—
All the flowers in the valley
Laughed when she came that way,
Her hair was a rippled shadow,
Filleted chastely with gold;
Her feet and her hands were lilies,
Cast 1n the goddess's mould.
The seam of her silken robe
With twinkle of pearls was traced;
Diamonds dappled her throat,
Diamonds belted her waist.
Tall she was among women,
Reared in a courtly place—
She was a king's daughter,
Beautiful in the face.
