Through Italy with the PoetsRobert Haven Schauffler |
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... gold , Nor Ind , nor Bactra , nor the blissful land Where incense spreads o'er rich Panchaia's sand , Nor all that fancy paints in fabled lays , O native Italy ! transcend thy praise . Though here no bulls beneath the enchanted yoke ...
... gold , Nor Ind , nor Bactra , nor the blissful land Where incense spreads o'er rich Panchaia's sand , Nor all that fancy paints in fabled lays , O native Italy ! transcend thy praise . Though here no bulls beneath the enchanted yoke ...
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... gold enclose . Blest in thy race , in battle unsubdued The Marsian youth , and Sabine's hardy brood , By generous toil the bold Ligurian's steeled , And spear - armed Volsci that disdain to yield ; Camilli , Marii , Decii , swell thy ...
... gold enclose . Blest in thy race , in battle unsubdued The Marsian youth , and Sabine's hardy brood , By generous toil the bold Ligurian's steeled , And spear - armed Volsci that disdain to yield ; Camilli , Marii , Decii , swell thy ...
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... gold - flecked orange bowers ? The breath of the azure sky scarce heaves The myrtle and high laurel leaves . Dost know it well ? Oh there , ' tis there Together , dear one , we must fare . Dost know the house ? the gleaming walls The ...
... gold - flecked orange bowers ? The breath of the azure sky scarce heaves The myrtle and high laurel leaves . Dost know it well ? Oh there , ' tis there Together , dear one , we must fare . Dost know the house ? the gleaming walls The ...
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... gold : Yet here to - night in this dark city , When ill and weary , alone and cold , I found , tho ' crush'd to hard and dry , This nursling of another sky Still in the little book you lent me , And where you tenderly laid it by : And I ...
... gold : Yet here to - night in this dark city , When ill and weary , alone and cold , I found , tho ' crush'd to hard and dry , This nursling of another sky Still in the little book you lent me , And where you tenderly laid it by : And I ...
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... hearted land , whose revels hold Man in communion with the antique days , And summon him from prosy greed to ways Where Youth is beckoning to the Age of Gold : How thou dost hold him near And whisper in his 14 THROUGH ITALY WITH THE POETS.
... hearted land , whose revels hold Man in communion with the antique days , And summon him from prosy greed to ways Where Youth is beckoning to the Age of Gold : How thou dost hold him near And whisper in his 14 THROUGH ITALY WITH THE POETS.
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