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SONNET ON TYRE: 1, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: In thought I saw the palace domes of tyre
Last Line: Of strength and beauty, waste and woe defied.
Alternate Author Name(s): Botham, Mary


In thought I saw the palace domes of Tyre:
The gorgeous treasures of her merchandize;
All her proud people in their brave attire,
Thronging her streets for sport or sacrifice.
I saw her precious stones and spiceries;
The singing-girl, with flower-wreathed instrument;
And slaves whose beauty ask'd a monarch's price:
Forth from all lands all nations to her went,
And kings to her on embassy were sent.
I saw with gilded prow and silken sail,
Her ships that of the sea had government.
O gallant ships, 'gainst you what might prevail!
She stood upon her rock, and in her pride
Of strength and beauty, waste and woe defied.





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