WHAUR yon broken brig hings owre; Whaur yon water maks nae soun'; Babylon blaws by in stour: Gang doun wi' a sang, gang doun. Deep, owre deep, for onie drouth: Wan eneuch an ye wud droun: Saut, or seelfu', for the mouth; Gang doun wi' a sang, gang doun. Babylon blaws by in stour Whaur yon water maks nae soun': Darkness is your only door; Gang doun wi' a sang, gang doun. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALCAICS: TO H. F. BROWN by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE ABANDONED by MATHILDE BLIND SUMMER RAINSTORM by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 23 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT ANTICIPATION by EMILY JANE BRONTE NOSTALGIA by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. I KNOW THAT YOU ARE SELF-CONSCIOUS by EDWARD CARPENTER OUT OF THE SHADOWS: AN UNFINISHED SONNET-SEQUENCE 5 by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. |