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CANTO IV.] XXVIII.

A single star is at her side, and reigns

With her o'er half the lovely heaven; but still

Yon sunny Sea heaves brightly, and remains

Rolled o'er the peak of the far Rhætian hill,

As Day and Night contending were, until

Nature reclaimed her order:—gently flows

The deep-dyed Brenta, where their hues instil

The odorous purple of a new-born rose,

Which streams upon her stream, and glassed within it glows,