WHERE rises grand, majestic, tall, As in a dream, the towering wall That scorns the restless, surging tide, Once spanned the mart and street and mall, And arched the trees on every side Of this great city, once in pride. For hither came a knightly train From o'er the sea with gorgeous court; The mayors, gowned in robes of state, Held brilliant tourney on the plain, And massive ships within the port Discharged their load of richest freight. Then when at night, the sun gone down Behind the western hill and tree, The bowls were filled, -- this toast they crown, "Long live the City by the Sea!" Now sailless drift the lonely seas, No shallops load at wharves or quays, But hulks are strewn along the shore, -- Gaunt skeletons indeed are these That lie enchanted by the roar Of ocean wave and sighing trees! Oh, tell me where the pompous squires, The chant at eve, the matin prayers, The knights in armor for the fray? The mayors, where, and courtly sires, The eager traders with their wares, -- How went these people hence away? And when the evening sun sinks down, Weird voices come from hill and tree, Yet tell no tales, -- this toast they crown, "Long live the Spectre by the Sea!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A THOUGHT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES MOTHER NATURE by EMILY DICKINSON LIFE [AND THE FLOWERS] by GEORGE HERBERT TO THE WATER NYMPHS DRINKING AT THE FOUNTAIN by ROBERT HERRICK THE MERMAID by ALFRED TENNYSON PRAYER by ANTON ALEXANDER VON AUERSPERG CLIO, NINE ECLOGUES IN HONOUR OF NINE VIRTUES: 3. OF CONTENTMENT by WILLIAM BASSE |