The Isle.
There was a little lawny islet By anemone and violet, Like mosaic, paven: And its roof was flowers and leaves Which the summer's breath enweaves, Where nor sun nor showers nor breeze Pierce the pines and tallest trees, Each a gem engraven; - Girt by many an azure wave With which the clouds and mountains pave A lake's blue chasm.
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"There was a little lawny islet..."
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