To Modjeska As Julia of Verona
The tender maid of old Verona's town,
Whom Proteus loved and yet could lightly leave
When sight of Silvia did his soul bereave
Of friendship's dues and honor's fair renown,
(More faithless he than many an untaught clown,)
Has waited long for one who should conceive
Her gentle nature best, and thus inweave
All maiden graces in the woman's crown.
Not until now has the interpreter
Appeared. No other eyes than ours have seen
Verona's constant Julia as she seemed.
To thee was given the skill to plead in her
The cause of hapless maids with fervor keen.
Before of Julia we had merely dreamed!
Whom Proteus loved and yet could lightly leave
When sight of Silvia did his soul bereave
Of friendship's dues and honor's fair renown,
(More faithless he than many an untaught clown,)
Has waited long for one who should conceive
Her gentle nature best, and thus inweave
All maiden graces in the woman's crown.
Not until now has the interpreter
Appeared. No other eyes than ours have seen
Verona's constant Julia as she seemed.
To thee was given the skill to plead in her
The cause of hapless maids with fervor keen.
Before of Julia we had merely dreamed!
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