O the precipitous cliffs, the amber sand
O the precipitous cliffs, the amber sand,
The drowsy valleys musical with brooks,
Asphodel glimmering in shadowy nooks,
Far slopes of virgin turf where oak trees stand
Which in forgotten cycles Rhaicos knew
Ere her maimed messenger to the Hamadryad flew.
The drowsy valleys musical with brooks,
Asphodel glimmering in shadowy nooks,
Far slopes of virgin turf where oak trees stand
Which in forgotten cycles Rhaicos knew
Ere her maimed messenger to the Hamadryad flew.
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