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I	A
Let those who pine in pride or in revenge	B
Or think that ill for ill should be repaid	C
Who barter wrong for wrong until the exchange	D
Ruins the merchants of such thriftless trade	C
Visit the tower of Vado and unlearn	E
Such bitter faith beside Marenghi s urn	E
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II	A
A massy tower yet overhangs the town	E
A scattered group of ruined dwellings now	E
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III	A
Another scene are wise Etruria knew	E
Its second ruin through internal strife	F
And tyrants through the breach of discord threw	E
The chain which binds and kills As death to life	F
As winter to fair flowers though some be poison	E
So Monarchy succeeds to Freedom s foison	E
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IV	F
In Pisa s church a cup of sculptured gold	G
Was brimming with the blood of feuds forsworn	E
A Sacrament more holy ne er of old	G
Etrurians mingled mid the shades forlorn	E
Of moon illumined forests when	E
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V	F
And reconciling factions wet their lips	H
With that dread wine and swear to keep each spirit	I
Undarkened by their country s last eclipse	H
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VI	F
Was Florence the liberticide that band	J
Of free and glorious brothers who had planted	K
Like a green isle mid Aethiopian sand	J
A nation amid slaveries disenchanted	L
Of many impious faiths wise just do they	M
Does Florence gorge the sated tyrants prey	M
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VII	F
O foster nurse of man s abandoned glory	F
Since Athens its great mother sunk in splendour	F
Thou shadowest forth that mighty shape in story	F
As ocean its wrecked fanes severe yet tender	F
The light invested angel Poesy	H
Was drawn from the dim world to welcome thee	F
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VIII	F
And thou in painting didst transcribe all taught	N
By loftiest meditations marble knew	E
The sculptor s fearless soul and as he wrought	N
The grace of his own power and freedom grew	E
And more than all heroic just sublime	O
Thou wart among the false was this thy crime	O
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IX	H
Yes and on Pisa s marble walls the twine	E
Of direst weeds hangs garlanded the snake	P
Inhabits its wrecked palaces in thine	E
A beast of subtler venom now doth make	P
Its lair and sits amid their glories overthrown	E
And thus thy victim s fate is as thine own	E
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X	H
The sweetest flowers are ever frail and rare	F
And love and freedom blossom but to wither	F
And good and ill like vines entangled are	F
So that their grapes may oft be plucked together	F
Divide the vintage ere thou drink then make	P
Thy heart rejoice for dead Marenghi s sake	P
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Xa	H
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Albert Marenghi was a Florentine	E
If he had wealth or children or a wife	F
Or friends or farm or cherished thoughts which twine	E
The sights and sounds of home with life s own life	F
Of these he was despoiled and Florence sent	Q
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XI	H
No record of his crime remains in story	H
But if the morning bright as evening shone	E
It was some high and holy deed by glory	H
Pursued into forgetfulness which won	E
From the blind crowd he made secure and free	H
The patriot s meed toil death and infamy	H
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XII	H
For when by sound of trumpet was declared	R
A price upon his life and there was set	S
A penalty of blood on all who shared	R
So much of water with him as might wet	S
His lips which speech divided not he went	Q
Alone as you may guess to banishment	T
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XIII	H
Amid the mountains like a hunted beast	U
He hid himself and hunger toil and cold	G
Month after month endured it was a feast	U
Whene er he found those globes of deep red gold	G
Which in the woods the strawberry tree doth bear	F
Suspended in their emerald atmosphere	F
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XIV	F
And in the roofless huts of vast morasses	H
Deserted by the fever stricken serf	F
All overgrown with reeds and long rank grasses	H
And hillocks heaped of moss inwoven turf	F
And where the huge and speckled aloe made	C
Rooted in stones a broad and pointed shade	C
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XV	F
He housed himself There is a point of strand	J
Near Vado s tower and town and on one side	V
The treacherous marsh divides it from the land	J
Shadowed by pine and ilex forests wide	V
And on the other creeps eternally	H
Through muddy weeds the shallow sullen sea	H
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XVI	F
Here the earth s breath is pestilence and few	F
But things whose nature is at war with life	F
Snakes and ill worms endure its mortal dew	F
The trophies of the clime s victorious strife	F
And ringed horns which the buffalo did wear	F
And the wolf s dark gray scalp who tracked him there	F
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XVII	F
And at the utmost point stood there	F
The relics of a reed inwoven cot	W
Thatched with broad flags An outlawed murderer	F
Had lived seven days there the pursuit was hot	W
When he was cold The birds that were his grave	F
Fell dead after their feast in Vado s wave	F
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XVIII	F
There must have burned within Marenghi s breast	X
That fire more warm and bright than life and hope	Y
Which to the martyr makes his dungeon	E
More joyous than free heaven s majestic cope	Y
To his oppressor warring with decay	M
Or he could ne er have lived years day by day	M
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XIX	H
Nor was his state so lone as you might think	Z
He had tamed every newt and snake and toad	A2
And every seagull which sailed down to drink	Z
Those freshes ere the death mist went abroad	B2
And each one with peculiar talk and play	M
Wiled not untaught his silent time away	M
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XX	H
And the marsh meteors like tame beasts at night	C2
Came licking with blue tongues his veined feet	D2
And he would watch them as like spirits bright	C2
In many entangled figures quaint and sweet	D2
To some enchanted music they would dance	H
Until they vanished at the first moon glance	H
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XXI	H
He mocked the stars by grouping on each weed	E2
The summer dew globes in the golden dawn	E
And ere the hoar frost languished he could read	F2
Its pictured path as on bare spots of lawn	E
Its delicate brief touch in silver weaves	H
The likeness of the wood s remembered leaves	H
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XXII	H
And many a fresh Spring morn would he awaken	E
While yet the unrisen sun made glow like iron	E
Quivering in crimson fire the peaks unshaken	E
Of mountains and blue isles which did environ	E
With air clad crags that plain of land and sea	H
And feel liberty	H
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XXIII	H
And in the moonless nights when the dun ocean	E
Heaved underneath wide heaven star impearled	H
Starting from dreams	H
Communed with the immeasurable world	H
And felt his life beyond his limbs dilated	H
Till his mind grew like that it contemplated	H
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XXIV	F
His food was the wild fig and strawberry	H
The milky pine nuts which the autumn blast	H
Shakes into the tall grass or such small fry	F
As from the sea by winter storms are cast	H
And the coarse bulbs of iris flowers he found	H
Knotted in clumps under the spongy ground	H
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XXV	F
And so were kindled powers and thoughts which made	H
His solitude less dark When memory came	G2
For years gone by leave each a deepening shade	H
His spirit basked in its internal flame	G2
As when the black storm hurries round at night	H
The fisher basks beside his red firelight	H
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XXVI	F
Yet human hopes and cares and faiths and errors	H
Like billows unawakened by the wind	H
Slept in Marenghi still but that all terrors	H
Weakness and doubt had withered in his mind	H
His couch	H2
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XXVII	F
And when he saw beneath the sunset s planet	H
A black ship walk over the crimson ocean	E
Its pennon streaming on the blasts that fan it	H
Its sails and ropes all tense and without motion	E
Like the dark ghost of the unburied even	E
Striding athwart the orange coloured heaven	E
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XXVIII	F
The thought of his own kind who made the soul	I2
Which sped that winged shape through night and day	H
The thought of his own country	H
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