Lord Byron, 1788–1824.
AN ITALIAN NOON.
LINES WRITTEN AMONG THE EUGANEAN HILLS, OCTOBER, 1818.
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Noon descends around me now;
’Tis the noon of autumn’s glow,
When a soft and purple mist,
Lake a vaporous amethyst,
Or an air-dissolved star,
Mingling light and fragrance, far