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You will see their faces only—
 Angels are drawn so;
And the heart makes angels ever
 Of its friends, you know.
One with eyes like starlit clouds,
 Beautiful as truths
In whose face her rich soul smiles
 With undying youth.

Then with brown and braided hair,
 Head of classic grace,
Brow serene, and tranquil eyes,
 Comes a seraph face.
You can see that she has sorrow'd,
 From the world apart:
Pure and lovely as her forehead,
 So the maiden's heart.

Next with glance upraised, inspired,
 Music in her eyes,
Soft in grief—in passion fired—
 See Julie arise!
On her cheek unearthly bloom;
 Round her brow so fair,