the 7th palace standing at the gate & angry war like strong harsh fearful furious the height of mountains brightness of the peaks with bows strung stood before them sharpened swords in hands the play of lightnings out of eye balls balls of fire from their nostrils torches coals from mouths wore helmets crowns & iron coats spears javelins width of their arms these keepers of the gates o these with horses they would ride now stand side of the stables troughs of fire coals of juniper they eat o fire of the mangers drops like 40 bushels in one mouthful horses mouths each mouth 3 stables of Caesarea each stable was the width of Caesar's Gate & rivers also fire ran beside the stables horses drank from like fullness of the water works in Kidron cistern that contains the rain that ever fell down all Jerusalem Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MEETING OF THE WATERS by THOMAS MOORE ECHO SONG by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH WHAT DICK AN' I DID by WILLIAM BARNES MICHAELMASSE by JOSEPH BEAUMONT ASPIRATIONS: 9 by MATHILDE BLIND INAUGURATION SONNET: ERNEST FOX NICHOLS by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE EPILOGUE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TO THE AUTHOR OF A SONNET BEGINNING 'SAD IS MY VERSE' by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |