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Lord Byron (1788–1824).  Poetry of Byron.  1881.
II. Descriptive and Narrative
Venice, III
(Childe Harold, Canto iv. Stanza 18.)

  I LOVED her from my boyhood—she to me
  Was as a fairy city of the heart,
  Rising like water-columns from the sea,
  Of joy the sojourn, and of wealth the mart;
  And Otway, Radcliffe, Schiller, Shakspeare’s art,        5
  Had stamp’d her image in me, and even so,
  Although I found her thus, we did not part,
  Perchance even dearer in her day of woe,
Than when she was a boast, a marvel, and a show.

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