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IX. THE GARDENS BY MOONLIGHT.
Once more, by dim Mediterranean seas,I feel the breath of flowers, and move in dream
Thro' drowsy olives down toward a stream
That, swollen by moonlight's generous increase,
By some old castle slips to shores of peace,
Where ocean whispers. Sudden, lo! a gleam
Of torches; hark! far melodies that seem
To float and die along the wondering breeze.
By terraced slopes I go, where steps descending
Lead to a temple whiter than the moon,
Through darkened avenues, with alcoves fit
For holy lovers; while, by gay lamps lit,
O'erhanging boughs are silvered, each leaf bending
In time to that enchanted valley's tune.
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