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A DREAM TEMPLE; NEW YORK CITY, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: My temple hath yon city roofs for floor
Last Line: And they are gone,—the blest, who there have knelt!
Subject(s): Temples; Mosques


My temple hath yon city roofs for floor;
For roof, the azure; and, to stay the roof,
A thousand alabastrine columns soar
In coiling smoke that, silent, steals aloof!

My temple builds itself at windless prime,—
At dawn,—or in the rosy eventime;
Ere garish midday, roof and pillar melt,—
And they are gone,—the Blest, who there have knelt!





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