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Fortunata mmis Machina dicit horas.
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Tremble, Kings despised of man! Ye traitors to your Country,
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Where man's profane and tainting hand Nature’s primaeval loveliness has marred,
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Serene in his unconquerable might Endued[,] the Almighty King, his steadfast throne
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Daughters of Jove, whose voice is melody, Muses, who know and rule all minstrelsy
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A scene, which 'wildered fancy viewed In the soul's coldest solitude,
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Vessels of heavenly medicine! may the breeze Auspicious waft your dark green forms to shore;
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My faint spirit was sitting in the light Of thy looks, my love;
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'Do you not hear the Aziola cry? Methinks she must be nigh,'
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Our boat is asleep on Serchio's stream, Its sails are folded like thoughts in a dream,
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The babe is at peace within the womb; The corpse is at rest within the tomb:
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Come, thou awakener of the spirit's ocean, Zephyr, whom to thy cloud or cave
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O thou immortal deity Whose throne is in the depth of human thought,
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I stood upon a heaven-cleaving turret Which overlooked a wide Metropolis--
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From the Greek of Bion. I mourn Adonis dead—loveliest Adonis--
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Ever as now with Love and Virtue's glow May thy unwithering soul not cease to burn,
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The Elements respect their Maker's seal! Still Like the scathed pine tree's height,
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Thy little footsteps on the sands Of a remote and lonely shore;
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There is a warm and gentle atmosphere About the form of one we love, and thus
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Is not to-day enough? Why do I peer Into the darkness of the day to come?
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The waters are flashing, The white hail is dashing,
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What! alive and so bold, O Earth? Art thou not overbold?
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The serpent is shut out from Paradise. The wounded deer must seek the herb no more
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Methought I was a billow in the crowd Of common men, that stream without a shore,
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He wanders, like a day-appearing dream, Through the dim wildernesses of the mind;
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Melodious Arethusa, o'er my verse Shed thou once more the spirit of thy stream:
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And the cloven waters like a chasm of mountains Stood, and received him in its mighty portal
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INFERNO 33, 22-75. Now had the loophole of that dungeon, still
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Oh! did you observe the Black Canon pass, And did you observe his frown?
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Bear witness, Erin! when thine injured isle Sees summer on its verdant pastures smile,
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