BEHOLD! how weirdly, wonderfully grand The shades and colors of yon sunset sky! Rare isles of light in crimson oceans lie, Whose airy waves seem rippling, bright and bland, Up the soft slopes of many a mystic strand, -- While luminous capes, and mountains towering high In golden pomp and proud regality, O'erlook the frontier of that fairy land, But now, in transformations swift and strange The vision changes! Castles glittering fair, And sapphire battlements of loftiest range Commingle with vast spire and gorgeous dome, Round which the sunset rolls its purpling foam, Girding this transient Venice of the air. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE QUILTING by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 32 by EDWARD TAYLOR |