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THE RING

Who meant to sleep her hundred summers out
Before a kiss should wake her.

Father.
Ay, but now
Your fairy Prince has found you, take this ring.

Miriam.
'Io t'amo'—and these diamonds—beautiful!
'From Walter,' and for me from you then?

Father.
Well,
One way for Miriam.

Miriam.
Miriam am I not?

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