Through Italy with the PoetsRobert Haven Schauffler |
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... soft caress Our new - world weariness , And every ripple smiles with joy at sight of scene so rare . The mystery of thy charm - ah , who hath guessed ? " T were ne'er divined by day or shown in sleep ; Yet sometimes Music , floating ...
... soft caress Our new - world weariness , And every ripple smiles with joy at sight of scene so rare . The mystery of thy charm - ah , who hath guessed ? " T were ne'er divined by day or shown in sleep ; Yet sometimes Music , floating ...
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... Soft bosoms breathe around contagious sighs , And amorous music on the water dies . How blest , delicious scene ! the eye that greets Thy open beauties or thy lone retreats , — Beholds the unwearied sweep of wood that scales Thy cliffs ...
... Soft bosoms breathe around contagious sighs , And amorous music on the water dies . How blest , delicious scene ! the eye that greets Thy open beauties or thy lone retreats , — Beholds the unwearied sweep of wood that scales Thy cliffs ...
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... soft light of these serenest skies ; From the broad highland region , black with pines , Fair as the hills of Paradise they rise , Bathed in the tint Peruvian slaves behold In rosy flushes on the virgin gold . There , rooted to the ...
... soft light of these serenest skies ; From the broad highland region , black with pines , Fair as the hills of Paradise they rise , Bathed in the tint Peruvian slaves behold In rosy flushes on the virgin gold . There , rooted to the ...
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... soft breath , with pain , Was yielded to the elements again . Ages of war have filled these plains with fear : How oft the hind has started at the clash Of spears , and yell of meeting armies here , Or seen the lightning of the battle ...
... soft breath , with pain , Was yielded to the elements again . Ages of war have filled these plains with fear : How oft the hind has started at the clash Of spears , and yell of meeting armies here , Or seen the lightning of the battle ...
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... soft hand crushed a violet , Godlike foremusing the rough thunder's gripe ; Then did I entertain the poet's song , My great Idea's guest , and , passing o'er That iron bridge the Tuscan built to hell , The western main shook growling ...
... soft hand crushed a violet , Godlike foremusing the rough thunder's gripe ; Then did I entertain the poet's song , My great Idea's guest , and , passing o'er That iron bridge the Tuscan built to hell , The western main shook growling ...
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