Where sighs the Zephyr to yon lonely Tree, A solemn Grove its leafy Mantle spread: Where bend yon mould’ring Turrets o’er the Sea, A venerable Dome once rear’d its Head. The solemn Grove, the venerable Dome, Were erst frequented by a num’rous Train, Ev’n chaste as they who Dian’s Mountain roam, But not subjected to her gentle Reign:…
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