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CANTO III
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MYSTIC realm where ruled the deathless kings, While times unmeasured rolled in light away!Serene wert thou with oft-recurring springs, And soft reflections of transplendent day. Celestial heralds waved their bright arrayUpon thy sunbeat mountain-peaks, aglow With wandering clouds and drifts of shining spray;Far soaring skyward, or descending slow,Their silver-plumèd wings swept ever to and fro.
MYSTIC realm where ruled the deathless kings, While times unmeasured rolled in light away!Serene wert thou with oft-recurring springs, And soft reflections of transplendent day. Celestial heralds waved their bright arrayUpon thy sunbeat mountain-peaks, aglow With wandering clouds and drifts of shining spray;Far soaring skyward, or descending slow,Their silver-plumèd wings swept ever to and fro.II.Along thy rills there crept no boreal breath; No sounding storm o'er tranquil valleys whirled;Far-fleeting thence, that silent warrior Death, O'er sunless snows his conquering banners furled, Nor darkened noon nor crossed a withering world.
