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Pallazzos with their marble halls, Green gardens, silver waterfalls, And orange groves and citron shades, And cavaliers and dark-eyed maids; Sweet voices singing, echoes sent From many a rich-toned instrument. I could not bear this loveliness! It was on such a night as this That love had lighted up my dream Of long despair and short-lived bliss. I sought the city; wandering on, Unconscious where my steps might be; My heart was deep in other thoughts; All places were alike to me:— At length I stopped beneath the walls Of San Mark's old cathedral halls.