Under Cross and Crescent Poems. By Violet Fane [i.e. M. M. Lamb] |
AT THE MOUTH OF THE BLACK SEA
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AT THE MOUTH OF THE BLACK SEA
Not through these gates the Conqueror of yore
Came with the Moslem horde that overran
The Empire of the East, and in its van
Spread consternation; since the men who wore
Their winding-sheets for headgear, and who bore
The dreaded horse-tails, by a subtle plan
Conceived of Mahomet, their “grim Soldan,”
Carried their galleys with them over-shore.
Came with the Moslem horde that overran
The Empire of the East, and in its van
Spread consternation; since the men who wore
Their winding-sheets for headgear, and who bore
The dreaded horse-tails, by a subtle plan
Conceived of Mahomet, their “grim Soldan,”
Carried their galleys with them over-shore.
Yet we, the children of these latter days,
Instinctively look seaward, straining eyes
To where the white-wing'd vessels come and go
Through the blue strait, and even as we gaze
O'er dancing waters under smiling skies,
Seem to await the coming of a foe.
Instinctively look seaward, straining eyes
To where the white-wing'd vessels come and go
Through the blue strait, and even as we gaze
O'er dancing waters under smiling skies,
Seem to await the coming of a foe.
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