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Her grave be deemed a purer holier shrine
Than thine – heir of the world – than thine!
For want's pale children, hand in hand,
Mourned with her princely funeral band,

And gratitude its blessings shed,
To consecrate her peaceful bed;
While filial love one touching line
Graved on the tomb of Josephine.

A Father comes! Haste, princely son,
With banner, plume, and lance;
Lead forth to greet thy sire's return
The chivalry of France!

And kneel upon thy country's sod,
Amid that noble band,
In loyal pride and filial love,
To kiss that regal hand.

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