XI. Claude to Eustace.
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ibur is beautiful, too, and the orchard slopes, and the AnioFalling, falling yet, to the ancient lyrical cadence;Tibur and Anio's tide; and cool from Lucretilis ever,With the Digentian stream, and with the Bandusian fountain,Folded in Sabine recesses, the valley and villa of Horace:--So not seeing I sang; so seeing and listening say I,Here as I sit by the stream, as I gaze at the cell of the Sibyl,Here with Albunea's home and the grove of Tiburnus beside me; [*]Tivoli beautiful is, and musical, O Teverone,Dashing from mountain to plain, thy parted impetuous waters,Tivoli's waters and rocks; and fair unto Monte Gennaro(Haunt, even yet, I must think, as I wander and gaze, of the shadows,Faded and pale, yet immortal, of Faunus, the Nymphs, and the Graces).Fair in itself, and yet fairer with human completing creations,Folded in Sabine recesses the valley and villa of Horace:--So not seeing I sang; so now--Nor seeing, nor hearing,Neither by waterfall lulled, nor folded in sylvan embraces,Neither by cell of the Sibyl, nor stepping the Monte Gennaro,Seated on Anio's bank, nor sipping Bandusian waters,But on Montorio's height, looking down on the tile-clad streets, theCupolas, crosses, and domes, the bushes and kitchen-gardens,Which, by the grace of the Tibur, proclaim themselves Rome of the Romans,--But on Montorio's height, looking forth to the vapoury mountains,Cheating the prisoner Hope with illusions of vision and fancy,--But on Montorio's height, with these weary soldiers by me,Waiting till Oudinot enter, to reinstate Pope and Tourist. * -- domus Albuneae resonantis,Et praeceps Anio, et Tibuni lucus, et udaMobilibus pomaria rivis
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