FAR away dim violet mountains Fade away from sight; Flashing from fantastic fountains, Jets the liquid light, Where from Nymph's or Triton's lip Bubbling waters drip and drip, Bubbling day and night. Pealed from tower to answering tower, O'er the city swells, Ringing in the hallowed hour, Rhythm of bells on bells; And on wings of Choral Song, Confluent hearts to Mary throng, From low, cloistered cells. On the golden ground of even, Like a half-way home, On the pilgrim to heaven Floats St. Peter's Dome; High, high, in the air alone, Man's dread Thought transformed to stone, Pinnacled o'er Rome. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO POEMS TO HANS THOMA ON HIS SIXIETH BIRTHDAY: 2. THE KNIGHT by RAINER MARIA RILKE SINCERE FLATTERY OF R.B. by JAMES KENNETH STEPHEN THE SEAMY SIDE OF MOTLEY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS BEAUTY by KENNETH SLADE ALLING EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 42. AUGMENTED BY FAVOURABLE BLASTS by PHILIP AYRES QUATORZAINS: 4. TO SOUND by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |