FAR away dim violet mountains Fade away from sight; Flashing from fantastic fountains, Jets the liquid light, Where from Nymph's or Triton's lip Bubbling waters drip and drip, Bubbling day and night. Pealed from tower to answering tower, O'er the city swells, Ringing in the hallowed hour, Rhythm of bells on bells; And on wings of Choral Song, Confluent hearts to Mary throng, From low, cloistered cells. On the golden ground of even, Like a half-way home, On the pilgrim to heaven Floats St. Peter's Dome; High, high, in the air alone, Man's dread Thought transformed to stone, Pinnacled o'er Rome. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG by MAXWELL STRUTHERS BURT THE OWL by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A ROOT OF DOUBT by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY SATIRE: 10 by DECIMUS JUNIUS JUVENALIS I THINK DELILAH HAD A HEART by GEORGE H. DILLON SONG A SCHOLAR AND HIS MISTRESS by JOHN DRYDEN SANTA FE AT DUSK by GEORGIA MOORE EBERLING THE CHURCHMAN'S THREE WISHES IN FAVOUR OF THE BURIAL BILL by ROWLAND EYLES EGERTON-WARBURTON |