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Beautiful valley through whose verdant meads	A
Unheard the Garigliano glides along	B
The Liris nurse of rushes and of reeds	A
The river taciturn of classic song	B
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The Land of Labor and the Land of Rest	C
Where mediaeval towns are white on all	D
The hillsides and where every mountain's crest	C
Is an Etrurian or a Roman wall	D
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There is Alagna where Pope Boniface	A
Was dragged with contumely from his throne	E
Sciarra Colonna was that day's disgrace	A
The Pontiff's only or in part thine own	E
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There is Ceprano where a renegade	F
Was each Apulian as great Dante saith	G
When Manfred by his men at arms betrayed	F
Spurred on to Benevento and to death	G
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There is Aquinum the old Volscian town	H
Where Juvenal was born whose lurid light	I
Still hovers o'er his birthplace like the crown	H
Of splendor seen o'er cities in the night	I
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Doubled the splendor is that in its streets	A
The Angelic Doctor as a school boy played	F
And dreamed perhaps the dreams that he repeats	A
In ponderous folios for scholastics made	F
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And there uplifted like a passing cloud	J
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That pauses on a mountain summit high	K
Monte Cassino's convent rears its proud	J
And venerable walls against the sky	K
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Well I remember how on foot I climbed	L
The stony pathway leading to its gate	M
Above the convent bells for vespers chimed	L
Below the darkening town grew desolate	N
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Well I remember the low arch and dark	O
The court yard with its well the terrace wide	P
From which far down the valley like a park	O
Veiled in the evening mists was dim descried	P
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The day was dying and with feeble hands	A
Caressed the mountain tops the vales between	Q
Darkened the river in the meadowlands	A
Sheathed itself as a sword and was not seen	Q
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The silence of the place was like a sleep	R
So full of rest it seemed each passing tread	P
Was a reverberation from the deep	R
Recesses of the ages that are dead	P
	-
For more than thirteen centuries ago	S
Benedict fleeing from the gates of Rome	T
A youth disgusted with its vice and woe	S
Sought in these mountain solitudes a home	T
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He founded here his Convent and his Rule	U
Of prayer and work and counted work as prayer	V
The pen became a clarion and his school	U
Flamed like a beacon in the midnight air	V
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What though Boccaccio in his reckless way	W
Mocking the lazy brotherhood deplores	A
The illuminated manuscripts that lay	W
Torn and neglected on the dusty floors	A
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Boccaccio was a novelist a child	P
Of fancy and of fiction at the best	P
This the urbane librarian said and smiled	P
Incredulous as at some idle jest	P
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Upon such themes as these with one young friar	X
I sat conversing late into the night	P
Till in its cavernous chimney the woodfire	X
Had burnt its heart out like an anchorite	P
	-
And then translated in my convent cell	Y
Myself yet not myself in dreams I lay	W
And as a monk who hears the matin bell	Y
Started from sleep already it was day	W
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From the high window I beheld the scene	Q
On which Saint Benedict so oft had gazed	P
The mountains and the valley in the sheen	Q
Of the bright sun and stood as one amazed	P
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Gray mists were rolling rising vanishing	Z
The woodlands glistened with their jewelled crowns	A
Far off the mellow bells began to ring	Z
For matins in the half awakened towns	A
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The conflict of the Present and the Past	P
The ideal and the actual in our life	A2
As on a field of battle held me fast	P
Where this world and the next world were at strife	A2
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For as the valley from its sleep awoke	B2
I saw the iron horses of the steam	C2
Toss to the morning air their plumes of smoke	B2
And woke as one awaketh from a dream	C2

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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