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That thro' the jealous leaves escapes
From Cadenabbia's pendant grapes.
—Oh might he tempt that Goatherd-child
To share his wanderings! he whose look
Even yet my heart can scarcely brook,
So touchingly he smiled,
As with a rapture caught from heaven,
When Pity's unasked alms were given.
From Cadenabbia's pendant grapes.
—Oh might he tempt that Goatherd-child
To share his wanderings! he whose look
Even yet my heart can scarcely brook,
So touchingly he smiled,
As with a rapture caught from heaven,
When Pity's unasked alms were given.
