All hurriedly she knelt upon a bed
Of flowers: of lilies such as reared the head
On the fair Capo Deucato, and sprang
So eagerly around about to hang
Upon the flying footsteps of — deep pride—
Of her who loved a mortal, and so died;
The Sephalica, budding with young bees,
Upreared its purple stem around her knees, –
And gemmy flower, of misnamed,
Inmate of highest stars where erst it shamed
All other loveliness; — its honeyed dew
(The fabled nectar that the heathen knew),
Deliriously sweet, was dropped from Heaven,
And fell on gardens of the unforgiven
Io8
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Of flowers: of lilies such as reared the head
On the fair Capo Deucato, and sprang
So eagerly around about to hang
Upon the flying footsteps of — deep pride—
Of her who loved a mortal, and so died;
The Sephalica, budding with young bees,
Upreared its purple stem around her knees, –
And gemmy flower, of misnamed,
Inmate of highest stars where erst it shamed
All other loveliness; — its honeyed dew
(The fabled nectar that the heathen knew),
Deliriously sweet, was dropped from Heaven,
And fell on gardens of the unforgiven
Io8
## p.
Poe - v10
