How sweet it is that I may, at length,
Confide in you as a brother!'
'Yes, take what you will, my statesman hold,
Only ask not whence comes the shining gold.
Just see what a beauty here I hold;
If you're good I may bring you another!—
A crown so rich in costly gems
It will match the Eastern diadems!'
Little VICTOR gazed at the sparkling crown,
Then fell at the feet of his LOUIS down,