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'Tis dawn upon Mont Martre! O'er the plain,In flake and spire, the sunbeam plunges deep,
Bringing out shape, and shade, and summer-stain;
Like a retiring host the blue mists sweep.
Looms on the farthest right Valerien's steep,
Crown'd with its convent kindling in the day;
And swiftly sparkling from their bowery sleep,
Like matin stars, around the horizon play
Far village vanes, and domes and castle-turrets gray.
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