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Thus wand'ring listlessly, they reach'd at last
A garden they had often sought before,
Where Constance used to sketch, for here it seem'd
That Nature, Art, and Past and Present join'd
To make an earthly Eden;—it had been
Long years ago, a Roman residence
Of some importance, and tho' ruin'd now
And desolate, its beauty still survived
To lure all lovers of the picturesque.
A garden they had often sought before,
Where Constance used to sketch, for here it seem'd
That Nature, Art, and Past and Present join'd
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Long years ago, a Roman residence
Of some importance, and tho' ruin'd now
And desolate, its beauty still survived
To lure all lovers of the picturesque.
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