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Percy Bysshe Shelley - Fragment Of A Sonnet. Farewell To North Devon
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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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