I

       'Mid palms and pines,     

       And olives, aloes, elms, and vines,     

       Sorrento swings     

       On sunset wings,     

       Where Tasso's spirit soars and sings.     

   

  

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 I HEED not, if     

I

       My rippling skiff     

       Float swift or slow from cliff to     

       cliff;—     

       With dreamful eyes     

       My spirit lies     

       Under the walls of Paradise.     

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