Oh love coolly came on Comos lake
The lovely beams of morning mild,
That oer the Lecco mountains break, 1
And red their summits piled,

Ruskin's line number

1420

That high above their dim shore,

System generated line number

5

Their weary winter garments bore,
The broad boat lay along the tide
The light waves lapped its sloping side
And soft perfume of orange trees

Ruskin's line number

1425

By fits came on the landward breeze

System generated line number

10

The trouts shot through the waters blue
Like small stars in the heaven glance
Or hid them where the broad weeds grew
With wavy motion dancing.

Ruskin's line number

1430

Away, away, across the lake 2

System generated line number

15

How fast retires yon myrtle brake
All sprinkled with a silver shower.

On

Thro

ugh

the dark leaves of lemon flower.
Clear, as if near, nor faint, though far

Ruskin's line number

1435 

Ruskin's line number

40

Shines on the mountain, like a star.

System generated line number

20

The rock born torrents milky spray
And many a small boat on its way
Urged by a breeze that bore them well
Though unfelt as invisible

Ruskin's line number

1440

With sunshine on their winglike sail,

System generated line number

25

Past like young Eaglets on the gale.
The steps were broken. mossed and steep. a
The waters sparkling, clear, and deep.
The rock was high, the cavern dark

Ruskin's line number

1445

Scarce lit up by the jewelled spark,

System generated line number

30

Of the cold stream, that under earth
Was buri darkling buried at its birth. 3
Nor once its wave had sunned, nor seen,
Aught but dark rock, and ice caves green

Ruskin's line number

1450

Where the deep waters, as a home

System generated line number

35

Received the torrents churned foam
We launched again, and downward bore
Awhile beside the centre shore.
Then left the shadowy eastern lake

Ruskin's line number

1455

Crossed through thick vines the wooded cape.

System generated line number

40

Struck the clear wave with long light oar
Left a white wake that sought the shore,
High oer the boat the awning spread,
And quick as sun

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‐red

waves b flashed before

Ruskin's line number

1460

Toward the southward fled.

System generated line number

45