To Zante

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1. Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers,
2. Thy gentlest of all gentle names dost take!
3. How many memories of what radiant hours
4. At sight of thee and thine at once awake!
5. How many scenes of what departed bliss!
6. How many thoughts of what entombed hopes!
7. How many visions of a maiden that is
8. No more--no more upon thy verdant slopes!
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10. _No more!_ alas, that magical sad sound
11. Transforming all! Thy charms shall please _no more_--
12. Thy memory _no more!_ Accursed ground
13. Henceforward I hold thy flower-enamelled shore,
14. O hyacinthine isle! O purple Zante!
15. "Isola d'oro! Fior di Levante!"
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