Oh! I was rich in very truth,
It made me proud—it made me mad!—
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Yes, I was lost—but there was cause!—
Where stood my tale?—I cannot find—
But I had all mankind's applause,
And all the smiles of womankind.
There were two cherub-things beside,
A gracious girl, a glorious boy;
Yet more to swell my full-blown pride,