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LORENZO DEI MEDICI
I who have wrought for Italy
This casket holding many a gem—
Florence, whose beauty forms for me
So marvellous a diadem—
Sweet blossom of a fruitful stem,

Hold in my hand supremest right
Of conquest over all who come
To kneel within my sovran sight;
The very eloquence of Rome
Sinks at my feet disused and dumb.

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