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CANTO IV.] XXXIII.

Developing the mountains, leaves, and flowers,

And shining in the brawling brook, where-by,

Clear as its current, glide the sauntering hours

With a calm languor, which, though to the eye

Idlesse it seem, hath its morality—

If from society we learn to live,

'Tis Solitude should teach us how to die;

It hath no flatterers—Vanity can give

No hollow aid; alone—man with his God must strive:

XXXIV.

Or, it may be, with Demons, who impair

The strength of better thoughts, and seek their prey