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ON HIS RETURN TO VAUCLUSE AFTER LAURA'S DEATH.
Valley, which long hast echoed with my cries; / Stream, which my flowing tears have often fed; / Beasts, fluttering birds, and ye who in the bed / Of Cabrieres' wave display your speckled dyes; / Air, hush'd to rest and soften'd by my sighs; / Dear path, whose mazes lone and sad I tread; / Hill of delight -- though now delight is fled -- / To rove whose haunts Love still my foot decoys; / Well I retain your old unchanging face! / Myself how changed! in whom, for joy's light throng, / Infinite woes their constant mansion find! / Here bloom'd my bliss: and I your tracks retrace, / To mark whence upward to her heaven she sprung, / Leaving her beauteous spoil, her robe of flesh behind!