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...Through its tall woods with high romances blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishmeut For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon an Alp as...whitest arms in silence clinging : Yet do I often warmly hurn to see Beauties of deeper glance, and hear their singing, And float with them about the summer...

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