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53 Vivivola Beyond the seas, I know not where. There lies a town called Vivivola: I know not if 'tis near or far: I know not what its features are: I only know 'tis Vivivola
I know not if its ruined walls By mire and moss be overgrown. I know not if the night-owl calls From [ruined] feudal battlements of stone Inhabited by him alone.
I know not if [...] meadow - lands Knee - deep in corn lies Vivivola: I know not if Profanity Has choked the life of Percy. That could not be in Vivivola They would not call it Vivivola
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54 Perchance upon its tempered heights The grapes grow purple in the sun; Perchance adorn [...] crags. Its broken cliffs and storm-hit zags The mountain brooks unfettered run.
I cannot fancy Vivivola A place of gaudy pomp and show A "Graced Etablissement des Eaux" Where to restore their metered lives The naves of the city go
Nor yet a place where Poverty The ray of happiness lets in Where wander hopeless begging Mid scenes of sorrow, want and sin That could not be in Vivivola, There's life and cheer in Vivivola.
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55 Perchance among the clouds it lies Mid vapors out from Dreamland blown: Built up from vague remembrances That never yet had form in stone. Its castles made of clouds alone.
I only know should you and I Through its gray walls of crumbling stone With moss and ivy overgrown Together wander you and I Together into Vivivola
No spot on Earth could be more fair Than ivy covered Vivivola, No blue skies nor softer air No grass be greener anywhere Than we should find in Vivivola Together find in Vivivola.