XXXVIII.

"Shame on thee, false Alceste, most of all;

"Shame on thy gentle face, so frank and fair;

"Shame on thy tender eyes, whose light did fall

"Softly upon the soul, like blessings there;

"Shame on thy voice, so low and musical;

"Shame on the clusters of thy golden hair;

"Shame on them that make thee so bright and sweet,

"Yet but an angel-temple for deceit!"

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