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...beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet (while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelid still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing His waters from the purple hill — To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro' the thick-twined...

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...beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet (while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelid still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the...To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro' the thick-twined vine — To watch the emcrald-color'd water falling Thro' many a wov'n acanthus-wreath...