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First Line: On beechen cliff self-commune I
Last Line: On beechen cliff!


ON Beechen Cliff self-commune I
This night of mid-June, mute and dry;
When darkness never rises higher
Than Bath's dim concave, towers, and spire,
Last eveglow loitering in the sky

To feel the dawn, close lurking by,
The while the lamps as glow-worms lie
In a glade, myself their lonely eyer
On Beechen Cliff:
The city sleeps below. I sigh,
For there dwells one, all testify,
To match the maddest dream's desire.
What swain with her would not aspire
To walk the world, yea, sit but nigh
On Beechen Cliff!





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