the prospect.
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And here when the heavens are azure,
And no dunce that you know is near
To hint at a weather-breeder,
In the magical atmosphere;
And no dunce that you know is near
To hint at a weather-breeder,
In the magical atmosphere;
When swallows on cleaving pinions,
Disdaining the earth and you,
Follow the hunt far up
In the calm, embosoming blue;
Disdaining the earth and you,
Follow the hunt far up
In the calm, embosoming blue;
Or when in the west mount Prospect
Indues its purple; and ah!
When my planet looks down on the mill-stream
My porphyro-genita;
Indues its purple; and ah!
When my planet looks down on the mill-stream
My porphyro-genita;
I look with a half enchantment
Over regions that wait renown,
The triple crest of Waltham,
And vales of Watertown;
Over regions that wait renown,
The triple crest of Waltham,
And vales of Watertown;