THE "Ornament of Asia" and the "Crown Of fair Ionia." Yea; but Asia stands No more an empress, and Ionia's hands Have lost their sceptre. Thou, majestic town, Art as a diamond on a faded robe: The freshness of thy beauty scatters yet The radiance of that sun of Empire set, Whose disk sublime illumed the ancient globe. Thou sitt'st between the mountains and the sea; The sea and mountains flatter thine array, And fill thy courts with Grandeur, not Decay; And Power, not Death, proclaims thy cypress tree. Through thee, the sovereign symbols Nature lent Her rise, make Asia's fall magnificent. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LETHE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO W.P.: 4 by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE SHAPE OF THE CORONER by WALLACE STEVENS ONLY OF THEE AND ME by LOUIS UNTERMEYER CAVALIER TUNES: MARCHING ALONG by ROBERT BROWNING BREST LEFT BEHIND by JOHN CHIPMAN FARRAR |