And marble terraces in many a flight. And fairy-arches tlurig from cliff to cliff Wildcring, enchanting; and, abo\'e them all, A Palace, such as somewhere inl the East, In Zenastan or Araby the blovt. Among its golden groves and fruits of gold, And fountains scattering rainbows in the sun. Ruse, when Aladdin rubb'd the wondrous lamp; Such, if not fairer; and, when we shot by, A scene of revelry, in long array The windows blazing. But we now approach'd A City far-renown'd; ' and wonder ceased. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MIDNIGHT-BY THE OPEN WINDOW by LOUIS UNTERMEYER EARTH'S IMMORTALITIES: FAME by ROBERT BROWNING |