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THE MERE SIGHT OF VAUCLUSE MAKES HIM FORGET ALL THE PERILS OF HIS / JOURNEY.
Friend, on this spot, I life but half endure / (Would I were wholly here and you content), / Where from the storm and wind my course I bent, / Which suddenly had left the skies obscure.
Fain would I tell -- for here I feel me sure -- / Why lightnings now no fear to me present; / And why unmitigated, much less spent, / E'en as before my fierce desires allure.
Soon as I reach'd these realms of love, and saw / Where, sweet and pure, to life my Laura came, / Who calms the air, at rest the thunder lays; / Love in my soul, where she alone gives law, / Quench'd the cold fear and kindled the fast flame; / What were it then on her bright eyes to gaze!
MACGREGOR.