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Column, tower, and dome, and spire, Shine like obelisks of fire, Pointing with inconstant motion From the altar of dark ocean To the sapphire-tinted skies; As the flames of sacrifice From the marble shrines did rise, -Percy Bysshe Shelley, Lines Written Among the Euganean Hills, 1819 |
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