<h2><i><SPAN name="SONNET_TO_ZANTE"></SPAN>SONNET—TO ZANTE</i></h2>
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Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers,<br/>
<span class="ind1">Thy gentlest of all gentle names dost take!</span><br/>
How many memories of what radiant hours<br/>
<span class="ind1">At sight of thee and thine at once awake!</span><br/>
How many scenes of what departed bliss!<br/>
<span class="ind1">How many thoughts of what entombed hopes!</span><br/>
How many visions of a maiden that is<br/>
<span class="ind1">No more—no more upon thy verdant slopes!</span><br/>
<i>No more!</i> alas, that magical sad sound<br/>
<span class="ind1">Transforming all! Thy charms shall please <i>no more</i>—</span><br/>
Thy memory <i>no more!</i> Accursèd ground<br/>
<span class="ind1">Henceforth I hold thy flower-enamelled shore,</span><br/>
O hyacinthine isle! O purple Zante!<br/>
<span class="ind1">"Isola d'oro! Fior di Levante!"</span><br/></p>
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