 | Landscapes in verse |  |
But soft! methinks we now delighted trace
The varied beauties of the vale below,
Where art and nature rival wonders give,
Each prodigal of objects meet to lure
The roving eye, which travels o'er the whole.
The varied beauties of the vale below,
Where art and nature rival wonders give,
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The roving eye, which travels o'er the whole.
| Landscapes in verse | |