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...and Nature can decree : Even in thy desert, what is like to thce ? Thy very weeds arc beautiful,*thy This love of thine For an ungrateful and tyrannic soil XXVII. The Moon is up, and yet it is not night — Sunset divides the sky with her — a sea Of glory...

...desert, what is like to thcc ? Thy very weeds are bcautiíul, thy waste More rich than other clinics' And laid him with the earth' s preceding clay. Stanza Ixxxvi. line 4. On, the third of September, Cr XXVII. The Moon is up, and yet it is not night — Sunset divides the sky with her — a sea Of glory...

...art the garden of the world, the home Of all Art yields, and Nature can decree ; Even in thy desert, what is like to thee ? Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste * Venice Presened; Mysteries of Udolpho; The Ohoft-Seer ; The Merchant of Venice; Othello. — LORD...

...art the garden of the world, the home Of all Art yields, and Nature ean deeree, Even in thy desert, what is like to thee ? Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste More rieh than other elimes' fertility ; Thy wreek a glory, and thy ruin graeed With an immaeulate eharm...

...590 feet above the level of the sea. SUBSECT. 2. — Botany. " The garden of the world, fair Italy ! Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste More rich than other climes' fertility.'1 Italy and Sicily. — TJiese countries partake very considerably of the general character...

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...garden of the world, the home Of all art yields, and nature can decree; Even in thy desert, what 13 like to thee? Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste...and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced. XXVII. The moon is up, and yet it is not night— Sunset divides the sky with her—a...

...world, the home Of all Art yields, and Nature can decree ; Even in thy desert, what is like to thee l Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste More rich...and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced." This beautiful apostrophe he prefaces by another stanza perhaps equally beautiful,...

...art the garden of the world, the home Of all Art yields, and Nature can decree } Even in thy desert, what is like to thee? Thy very weeds are beautiful,...and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced." The whole scene flashed across her memory, which retained it without an effort,...