Never have I journeyed Past the level, green Circle of the prairie, Yet have seen: Lofty mountain ranges Robed in virgin snow, Roseate in sunset's Crimson glow; Cities, tiered with gieaming Mosques and minarets, Poised beyond celestial Parapets; Alabaster temples, Roofed and domed with pearl, Wreathed by incense rising Curl on curl; Fathomless abysses; Caverns black as night; Monstrous crags upreared to Heaven's height; Shining seas whose gleaming, Lacquered billows rolled Black and flame and blazing Beaten gold. Sumptuous ever-changing Scenes delight the eye Which explores that wondrous Realm, the sky. |