Hundred-gated City! thou With gryphoned arch and avenue For denizen giants, serve they now But to let one poor mortal through? Wide those streaming gates of war Ran once with many a conqueror, Horseman and chariot, to the sound Of the dry serpent blazoning round Theban Sesostris' dreaded name, Where is now the loud acclaim? Where the trample and the roll, Shaking staid Earth like a mole? Sunk to a rush's sigh! -- Farewell, Thou bleached wilderness o'erblown By treeless winds, unscythable Sandbanks, with peeping rocks bestrown, That for thy barrenness seem'st to be The bed of some retreated sea! City of Apis, shrine and throne, Fare thee well! dispeopled sheer Of thy mighty millions, here Giant thing inhabits none, But vast Desolation! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DONG WITH A LUMINOUS NOSE by EDWARD LEAR TO WORDSWORTH by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY A PRIZE RIDDLE ON HERSELF WHEN 24 by ELIZABETH FRANCES AMHERST PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 57. AL-HAMID by EDWIN ARNOLD A SERIOUS REFLECTION ON HUMAN LIFE, SELECTION by HENRY BAKER NORTHERN CALIFORNIA NIGHT (STRAITS OF CARQUINEZ) by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |