XXIII + 

Obedient she had ever been + 

And modest, cheerful as the morn, + 

As a poetic life serene, + 

Sweet as the kiss of lovers sworn. + 

Her eyes were of cerulean blue, + 

Her locks were of a golden hue, + 

Her movements, voice and figure slight, + 

All about Olga⁠—to a light + 

Romance of love I pray refer, + 

You’ll find her portrait there, I vouch; + 

I formerly admired her much + 

But finally grew bored by her. + 

But with her elder sister I + 

Must now my stanzas occupy. + 