A dingy picture: others passed it by A dingy picture: others passed it by Without a second glance. To me it seemed Without a second glance. To me it seemed Mine somehow, yet I knew not how, nor why: Mine somehow, yet I knew not how, nor why: It hid some mystic thing I once had dreamed, It hid some mystic thing I once had dreamed, As I suppose. A palace-porch there stood, As I suppose. A palace-porch there stood, With massy pillars and long front, where gleamed With massy pillars and long front, where gleamed Most precious sculptures; but all scarred and seamed Most precious sculptures; but all scarred and seamed By ruining Time. There, in a sullen mood, By ruining Time. There, in a sullen mood, A man was pacing o'er the desolate floor A man was pacing o'er the desolate floor Of weedy marble; and the bitter waves Of weedy marble; and the bitter waves Of the encroaching sea crawled to his feet, Of the encroaching sea crawled to his feet, Gushing round tumbled blocks. I conned it o'er. Gushing round tumbled blocks. I conned it o'er. 'Age-mouldering creeds!' said I. 'A dread sea raves 'Age-mouldering creeds!' said I. 'A dread sea raves To whelm the temples of our fond conceit.' To whelm the temples of our fond conceit.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WILLOW POEM by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THAT SUCH HAVE DIED by EMILY DICKINSON ODE ON THE PLEASURE ARISING FROM VICISSITUDE by THOMAS GRAY THE DONG WITH A LUMINOUS NOSE by EDWARD LEAR WITH A NANTUCKET SHELL by CHARLES HENRY WEBB ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 9. AT STUDY by MARK AKENSIDE EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 5. BY LITTLE AND LITTLE by PHILIP AYRES LINES TO ROBERT ALDERSON UPON HIS DEPARTURE FROM WARRINGTON by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |