The poem
I send my voice into your mouth You return the compliment
I am the Count of Cannizzaro You are Her Royal Highness the Princess Augusta
I am the thaumaturgic chain You hold the opera glass and cards
You become extemporaneous song I am your tutor
You are my invisible seed I am Timour the Tartar
You are my curious trick I your enchanted caddy
I am your confounding doll You my confounded dummy.