Italian Rhapsody - Part 3

Remembered beauty best? Who reason so?
Not lovers, yearning to the same dumb star
That doth disdain their passion — who, afar,
Seek touch and voice in velvet winds and low.
No, storied Italy,
Not thine that heresy,
Thou who thyself art fairer far than Fancy e'er can show.
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