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CANTO IV.] Her corn, and wine, and oil—and Plenty leaps

To laughing life, with her redundant Horn.

Along the banks where smiling Arno sweeps

Was modern Luxury of Commerce born,

And buried Learning rose, redeemed to a new Morn.

XLIX.

There, too, the Goddess loves in stone, and fills N14

The air around with Beauty—we inhale