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THE RING
Return'd it on her birthday, and that dayHis death-day, when, half-frenzied by the ring,He wildly fought a rival suitor, himThe causer of that scandal, fought and fell;And she that came to part them all too late,And found a corpse and silence, drew the ringFrom his dead finger, wore it till her death,Shrined him within the temple of her heart,Made every moment of her after lifeA virgin victim to his memory,And dying rose, and rear'd her arms, and cried"I see him, Io t'amo, Io t'amo."'
Miriam. Legend or true? So tender should be true!Did he believe it? did you ask him?