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Then gentle winds arose With many a mingled close, Of wild Æolian sound and mountain odour keen; Where the clear Baian ocean Welters with air-like motion Within, above, around its bowers of starry green.

is the Syren warbling on thy shore, Bright City of the Waves!—her magic song Still, with a dreamy sense of ecstasy, Fills thy soft summer's air:—and while my glance Dwells on thy pictured loveliness, that lay Floats thus o'er Fancy's ear; and thus to thee, Daughter of Sunshine! doth the Syren sing.