And marble terraces in many a flight. And fairy-arches tlurig from cliff to cliff Wildcring, enchanting; and, abo\'e them all, A Palace, such as somewhere inl the East, In Zenastan or Araby the blovt. Among its golden groves and fruits of gold, And fountains scattering rainbows in the sun. Ruse, when Aladdin rubb'd the wondrous lamp; Such, if not fairer; and, when we shot by, A scene of revelry, in long array The windows blazing. But we now approach'd A City far-renown'd; ' and wonder ceased. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OLD SEXTON by PARK BENJAMIN TETHYS' FESTIVAL: SHADOWS by SAMUEL DANIEL NOCTURNAL SKETCH; BLANK VERSE IN RHYME by THOMAS HOOD THE COMPLAINT by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE GLOW-WORM by VINCENT BOURNE TO LORD THURLOW by GEORGE GORDON BYRON A MEDIC GATHERS MUSHROOMS FOR HIS LADY by GRACE STONE COATES |