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DESULTORY STANZAS.
II.
All that I saw returns upon my view,
All that I heard comes back upon my car,
All that I felt this moment doth renew;
And where the foot with no unmanly fear
Recoil'd—and wings alone could travel—there
1 move at case, and meet contending themes
That press upon me, crossing the career
Of recollections vivid as the dreams
Of midnight,—cities—plains—forests—and mighty streams!
All that I saw returns upon my view,
All that I heard comes back upon my car,
All that I felt this moment doth renew;
And where the foot with no unmanly fear
Recoil'd—and wings alone could travel—there
1 move at case, and meet contending themes
That press upon me, crossing the career
Of recollections vivid as the dreams
Of midnight,—cities—plains—forests—and mighty streams!
III.
Where mortal never breathed I dare to sit
Among the interior Alps, gigantic crew,
Who triumphed o'er diluvian power!—and yet
What are they but a wreck and residue,
Whose only business is to perish?—true
To which sad course, these wrinkled Sons of Time
Labour their proper greatness to subdue;
Where mortal never breathed I dare to sit
Among the interior Alps, gigantic crew,
Who triumphed o'er diluvian power!—and yet
What are they but a wreck and residue,
Whose only business is to perish?—true
To which sad course, these wrinkled Sons of Time
Labour their proper greatness to subdue;
