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FRAGMENT OF A SONNET.

FAREWELL TO NORTH DEVON.

[Published (from the Esdaile manuscript book) by Dowden, “Life of Shelley”, 1887; dated August, 1812.]

Where man’s profane and tainting hand Nature’s primaeval loveliness has marred, And some few souls of the high bliss debarred Which else obey her powerful command; ...mountain piles That load in grandeur Cambria’s emerald vales.

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