And smite the hills with day.
Their blooming wreaths from fair Valclusa's bowers
To Arno's myrtle border.
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By Clyde's meandering stream,
When Sol in joy is seen to leave
The earth with crimson beam;
When islands that wandered far
Above his sea couch lie,
And here and there some gem-like star
Re-opes its sparkling eye.
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RGB: 98 140 70
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RGB: 140 186 167
RGB: 140 186 167
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RGB: 83 89 39
RGB: 83 89 39
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RGB: 211 222 215
RGB: 211 222 215
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RGB: 235 234 230
With flashing streaks and shafts of amethyst,
While a light crimson mist
Went up before the mounting luminary,
And all the strips of cloud began to vary
Their hues, and all the zenith seemed to ope
As if to show a cope beyond the cope!
