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Listen, listen, Mary mine, / To the whisper of the Apennine, / It bursts on the roof like the thunder's roar, / Or like the sea on a northern shore, / Heard in its raging ebb and flow / By the captives pent in the cave below. / The Apennine in the light of day / Is a mighty mountain dim and gray, / Which between the earth and sky doth lay; / But when night comes, a chaos dread / On the dim starlight then is spread, / And the Apennine walks abroad with the storm, / Shrouding...