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...ON WORDSWORTH by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE TELL'S BIRTHPLACE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE AT FREDERICKSBURG [DECEMBER 13, 1862] by JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY THE GRAVE OF COLUMBUS by JOANNA BAILLIE BOOKS ET VERITAS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET MALEFACTORS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 39 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |