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A TOPOGRAPHICAL ODE.

Were I a cloud, o'er thee o Keswic-lake!
Oft would I hover on the summer air,

And in thy calmest nook
Reflect my varying form.

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Now would I nestle on thy cliffy sides,
Or with yon eagles gage on daring wing

The yet unfathom'd depth
Of ether's shoreless sea;

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Now floating low between thy opening hills,
Where many a village still Content has built,

Diffuse my flowing vest
Thy bending banks along :

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