Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, CLOUDS (AGRO ROMANO), by WILLIAM SHARP


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CLOUDS (AGRO ROMANO), by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: As though the dead cities
Last Line: In the heights of heaven.
Alternate Author Name(s): Macleod, Fiona
Subject(s): Cities; Clouds; Heaven; Rome, Italy; Urban Life; Paradise


As though the dead cities
Of the ancient time
Were builded again
In the heights of heaven,
With spires of amber
And golden domes,
Wide streets of topaz and amethyst ways;
Far o'er the pale blue waste,
Oft purple-shadowed,
Of the Agro Romano,
Rises the splendid
City of Cloud.
There must the winds be soft as the twilight
Invisibly falling when the day-star has wester'd;
There must the rainbows trail up through the sunlight,
So fair are the hues on those white snowy masses.
Mountainous glories,
They move superbly;
Crumbling so slowly,
That none perceives when
The golden domes
Are sunk in the valleys
Of fathomless snow,
Or when, in silence,
The loftiest spires
Fade into smoke, or as vapour that passeth
When the hot breath of noon
Thirsts through the firmament.
Beautiful, beautiful,
The City of Cloud,
In splendour ruinous,
With golden domes,
And spires of amber,
Builded superbly
In the heights of heaven.





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