Chapter 21 No.21

"Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music

Creep in our ears-soft stillness and the night

Become the touches of sweet harmony."

SHAKESPEARE.

BOAT SONG ON THE LAKE OF COMO.

I.

The Beautiful Clime!-the Clime of Love!

Thou beautiful Italy!

Like a mother's eyes, the earnest skies

Ever have smiles for thee!

Not a flower

            
            

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