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No cloud to dim the splendor of the day Which breaks o'er Naples and her lovely bay, And lights that brilliant sea and magic shore With every tint that charm'd the great of yore; Th' imperial ones of earth—who proudly bade Their marble domes e'en Ocean's realm invade.

That race is gone—but glorious Nature here Maintains unchanged her own sublime career, And bids these regions of the sun display Bright hues, surviving empires past away.

The beam of Heaven expands—its kindling smile Reveals each charm of many a fairy isle,