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Villa Serbelloni, Bellaggio

The fountain shivers lightly in the rain,
   The laurels drip, the fading roses fall,
The marble satyr plays a mournful strain
   That leaves the rainy fragrance musical.
Oh dripping laurel, Phoebus sacred tree,
   Would that swift Daphne's lot might come to me,
Then would I still my soul and for an hour
   Change to a laurel in the glancing shower.

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