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The domes of Pisa and her towers superb, The myrtles and the ilexes that sigh O’er San Giuliano, where no jars disturb The lonely aziola’s evening cry, The Serchio’s sun-kissed waters,--these conspired With Plato’s theme occult, with Dante’s calm Rapture of mystic love, and so inspired Thy soul’s espousal psalm, A strain of such elect and pure intent It breathes of a diviner element.