Land of Albania! where Iskander rose, Theme of the young, and beacon of the wise, And he, his namesake, whose oft-battled foes Shrunk from his deeds of chivalrous emprize: Land of Albania! let me bend mine eyes On thee, thou rugged nurse of savage men! The cross descends, thy minarets arise, And the pale crescent sparkles in the glen, Through many a cypress-grove within each city's ken. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOTHERHOOD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THAT KIND OF POEM' by KAREN SWENSON OFFICE PARTY: DISTAFF VIEW by KAREN SWENSON VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 6. RUINS OF PAESTUM by SARA TEASDALE FRAGMENT, ON THE BACK OF THE POET'S MS. OF CANTO I OF 'DON JUAN' by GEORGE GORDON BYRON HYMN TO MONT BLANC [IN THE VALE OF CHAMOUNI] by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |