SEE! From the Finland marshes there 'T is proud St. Isaac's rears in air, Pillar on pillar, that shining dome! And, just beyond its glorious swell, 'T is the slender spire of the Citadel Where great Czar Peter slumbers well All by the Neva's flood and foam, -- That lifts its cross till the golden bars Gleam and burn with the midnight stars! Taller than Luxor's shafts, and grander, Looms the pillar of Alexander Guarding the palace that fronts the square; And, out where the mist o'er Okhta flies, The towers of the Nevski Cloister rise, -- Shrine of the saint who, deathless, lies Circled with silver, and jewels rare; And Smolnoi's wealth of spangled blue Beams all the dusky distance through! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUDDEN LIGHT by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI ELEGIAC SONNET: 4. TO THE MOON by CHARLOTTE SMITH IN TEMPTATION by CHARLES WESLEY THE FOLLY OF BEING COMFORTED by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS A CROWNED POET by ANNE REEVE ALDRICH |