Classic and Contemporary Poetry
VENICE IN THE EVENING, by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE Poet's Biography First Line: Alas! Mid all this pomp of the ancient time Subject(s): Travel | ||||||||
ALAS! mid all this pomp of the ancient time, And flush of modern pleasure, dull Decay O'er the bright pageant breathes her shadowy grey. As on from bridge to bridge I roam and climb It seems as though some wonder-working chime, (Whose spell the Vision raised and still can sway) To some far source were ebbing fast away: As though, by man unheard, with voice sublime It bade the sea-born Queen of Cities follow Her Sire into his watery realm far down- Beneath my feet the courts sound vast and hollow; And more than Evening's darkness seems to frown On sable barks that, swift yet trackless, fleet Like dreams o'er dim lagune and watery street. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RICHARD, WHAT'S THAT NOISE? by RICHARD HOWARD LOOKING FOR THE GULF MOTEL by RICHARD BLANCO RIVERS INTO SEAS by LYNDA HULL DESTINATIONS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE ONE WHO WAS DIFFERENT by RANDALL JARRELL THE CONFESSION OF ST. JIM-RALPH by DENIS JOHNSON SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES WHERE THE TRACK VANISHES by GALWAY KINNELL A BALLAD OF ATHLONE; OR, HOW THEY BROKE DOWN THE BRIDGE by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE A BALLAD OF SARSFIELD; OR, THE BURSTING OF THE GUNS by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE |
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