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Through Calpe's straits survey the steepy shore;[ei] Europe and Afric on each other gaze![126] Lands of the dark-eyed Maid and dusky Moor Alike beheld beneath pale Hecate's blaze: How softly on the Spanish shore she plays![127] Disclosing rock, and slope, and forest brown,[128] Distinct, though darkening with her waning phase; But Mauritania's giant-shadows frown, From mountain-cliff to coast descending sombre down.