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The drowsy day, with half-closed eyes, / Dreams in this quaint forgotten street, / That, like some old-world wreckage, lies, -- / Left by the sea's receding beat, -- / Far from the city's restless feet.
Abandoned pavements, that the trees' / Huge roots have wrecked, whose flagstones feel / No more the sweep of draperies; / And sunken curbs, whereon no wheel / Grinds, nor the gallant's spur-bound heel.