Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BROOKLYN BRIDGE AT DAWN, by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE


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BROOKLYN BRIDGE AT DAWN, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Out of the cleansing night of stars and tides
Last Line: Is wrought of human thunder, iron and blood?
Subject(s): Bridges; Brooklyn Bridge


Out of the cleansing night of stars and tides,
Building itself anew in the slow dawn,
The long sea-city rises: night is gone,
Day is not yet; still merciful, she hides
Her summoning brow, and still the night-car glides
Empty of faces; the night-watchmen yawn
One to the other, and shiver and pass on,
Nor yet a soul over the great bridge rides.

Frail as a gossamer, a thing of air,
A bow of shadow o'er the river flung,
Its sleepy masts and lonely lapping flood;
Who, seeing thus the bridge a-slumber there,
Would dream such softness, like a picture hung,
Is wrought of human thunder, iron and blood?





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