As thro' the hedge-row shade the violet steals, And the sweet air its modest leaf reveals;
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Once more, enchanting girl, adieu!
I must be gone while yet I may,
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Mine be a cot beside the hill,
A bee-hive's hum shall sooth my ear;
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When, with a Reaumur's skill, thy curious mind Has class'd the insect-tribes of human-kind,
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Tread lightly here, for here, 'tis said, When piping winds are hushed around,
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These are the groves a grateful people gave For noblest service; and from age to age,
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Approach with reverence. There are those within, Whose dwelling-place is Heaven. Daughters of Jove,
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Shepherd, or Huntsman, or worn Mariner, Whate'er thou art, who wouldst allay thy thirst,
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Dear is my little native vale,
The ring-dove builds and murmurs there;
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While on the cliff with calm delight she kneels, And the blue vales a thousand joys recall,
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Love, under Friendship's vesture white, Laughs, his little limbs concealing;
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There is a streamlet issuing from a rock. The village-girls singing wild madrigals,
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Dear is that valley to the murmuring bees;
And all, who know it, come and come again.
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The lark has sung his carol in the sky; The bees have hummed their noon-tide lullaby;
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Day glimmered in the east, and the white Moon
Hung like a vapour in the cloudless sky,
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I love to sail along the Larian Lake Under the shore -- though not to visit Pliny,
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The song was one that I had heard before, But where I knew not. It inclined to sadness;
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Am I in Italy? Is this the Mincius? Are those the distant turrets of Verona?
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"In this neglected mirror (the broad frame Of massy silver serves to testify
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There is a glorious City in the Sea. The Sea is in the broad, the narrow streets,
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Happy is he who loves companionship, And lights on thee, Luigi. Thee I found,
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Over how many tracts, vast, measureless, Ages on ages roll, and none appear
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Boy, call the Gondola; the sun is set.---- It came, and we embarked; but instantly,
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It was St. Mary's Eve, and all poured forth As to some grand solemnity. The fisher
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Let us lift up the curtain, and observe What passes in that chamber. Now a sigh,
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These grey majestic cliffs that tower to heaven, These glimmering glades and open chestnut-groves,
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It was midnight; the great clock had struck, and was still echoing through every porch and gallery in the
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Three leagues from Padua stands, and long has stood (The Paduan student knows it, honours it)
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If thou shouldst ever come by choice or chance To Modena, where still religiously
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'Twas night; the noise and bustle of the day Were o'er. The mountebank no longer wrought
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