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Julian And Maddalo (Excerpt)

Rating: 2.9

I rode one evening with Count Maddalo
Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow
Of Adria towards Venice: a bare strand
Of hillocks, heap'd from ever-shifting sand,
Matted with thistles and amphibious weeds,
Such as from earth's embrace the salt ooze breeds,
Is this; an uninhabited sea-side,
Which the lone fisher, when his nets are dried,
Abandons; and no other object breaks
The waste, but one dwarf tree and some few stakes

Broken and unrepair'd, and the tide makes
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Brian Jani 05 May 2014

Not bad, I enjoyed it

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