IN MEMORIAM
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Within the mansion of my memory There is a sumptuous chapel, where at times I kneel in deep devotion at the shrines Of all the blessed women I have loved. I burn for them the incense of my thoughts; Before their sacred images I lay The flowers of my purest sentiments, And on their altars piously I light The pallid candles of my vain regrets. I oft hold retrospective rendezvous Within the chapel of the loves of yore.