The City of Dream; An Epic Poem
The City of Dream; An Epic Poem
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Li-ke some abbey old Around whose crumbling walls and buttresses The ivy frosted white by moonlight twines. And whose deep floor of deep green grass is rough With fragments of old shrines and mossy gravec.
VIII. ] The Outcast, Esau. Ic^-j This lone spot seem'd ; for round the stone-:trevvn grass The dark crags rose like builded walls and towers All dark and desolate and ivy twined, And through the open arches overhead The moon and stars shone in.
Here from his seat, (While I, too, leapt upon th...e grassy ground, ) Dark Esau lighted, and relinquishing His grasp upon the mighty horse's mane. Cried: 'Feed thy fill!' and o'er the silvern gra:s, Casting a shade gigantic, slowly walk'd The black steed, feeding gently as it went. ' Behold my Temple !' upward pointing cried That pallid wanderer — ' hark how the wind Intoneth with deep organ-voice amid These ivied lofts, and see how wondrously With spectral hand that white moon lifts the Ho. T! Hither, when I am sick of wandering Like some dark spirit up and down the earth, I come by night, and pant my passing prayer To Him who made the tempest which ere long Shall gnaw the heartstrings of Christopolis !
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Li-ke some abbey old Around whose crumbling walls and buttresses The ivy frosted white by moonlight twines. And whose deep floor of deep green grass is rough With fragments of old shrines and mossy gravec.
VIII. ] The Outcast, Esau. Ic^-j This lone spot seem'd ; for round the stone-:trevvn grass The dark crags rose like builded walls and towers All dark and desolate and ivy twined, And through the open arches overhead The moon and stars shone in.
Here from his seat, (While I, too, leapt upon th...e grassy ground, ) Dark Esau lighted, and relinquishing His grasp upon the mighty horse's mane. Cried: 'Feed thy fill!' and o'er the silvern gra:s, Casting a shade gigantic, slowly walk'd The black steed, feeding gently as it went. ' Behold my Temple !' upward pointing cried That pallid wanderer — ' hark how the wind Intoneth with deep organ-voice amid These ivied lofts, and see how wondrously With spectral hand that white moon lifts the Ho. T! Hither, when I am sick of wandering Like some dark spirit up and down the earth, I come by night, and pant my passing prayer To Him who made the tempest which ere long Shall gnaw the heartstrings of Christopolis !
What to read after The City of Dream; An Epic Poem?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Buchanan, Robert Williams, 1841-1901 to read onlineMoreLess
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