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O! It is pleasant, with a heart at ease, / Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies, / To make the shifting clouds be what you please, / Or let the easily persuaded eyes / Own each quaint likeness issuing from the mould / Of a friend's fancy; or with head bent low / And cheek aslant see rivers flow of gold / 'Twixt crimson banks; and then, a traveller, go / From mount to mount through Cloudland, gorgeous land! / Or list'ning to the tide, with closed sight, / Be that blind bard, who on the Chian strand / By those deep sounds possessed with inward light, / Beheld the Iliad and the Odyssee / Rise to the swelling of the voiceful sea.