Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MIRAGE, by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE First Line: Across the bay are low-lying cliffs Last Line: The magnificent fortified castles of sea-kings. Subject(s): Mirages | ||||||||
Across the Bay are low-lying cliffs, Where stand fishermen's cottages: I can barely distinguish them with the naked eye. But to-day the cliffs are lifted, escarpt, Perpendicular, mysterious, inaccessible, And those sordid dwellings have become The magnificent fortified castles of Sea-kings. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MIRAGE by RICHARD THOMAS CHURCH MIRAGE - THE PASSING WEST by ELIZABETH GARBUTT A RUSSIAN FANTASY by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE APOSTROPHE TO JOHANN SEBASTIAN BACH (PRESTISSIMO) by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE |
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