Rhymes By William Stewart Rose |
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Occasioned by a visit to Torzelo, one of the Venetian Isles, and
formerly the villeggiatura, or summer resort of the Venetina
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SONNET IV. Occasioned by a visit to Torzelo, one of the Venetian Isles, and formerly the villeggiatura, or summer resort of the Venetina nobility.
On a December's morn, nor dim nor dark,I, while a bright and brilliant sun outshone,
(Such as in southern climate beams alone)
From Venice to Torzelo loosed my barque:
Cottage I saw 'mid palace overthrown,
And wasted vineyard, garden close, or park;—
And viewed an older fane than thine, St. Mark,
With door and window-shutters framed of stone:
While I considered fane and fallen bower,
And standing hut, 'mid these well pleased to range,
A clock tolled twenty from a neighbouring tower:
Time, changing all, himself had known no change;
But taught, as to another age, the hour,
Warning his little world in language strange.
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