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Sonnets by the Rev. Charles Strong | ||
XXXIX.
'Twas near the walls that gird th' imperial town,
Where from a lonely Convent's still retreat
I saw, whilst Tiber glowed beneath my feet,
From heaven's illumined vault the Sun go down;
Where from a lonely Convent's still retreat
I saw, whilst Tiber glowed beneath my feet,
From heaven's illumined vault the Sun go down;
The lofty Capitol, like burnished crown,
Blazed on the City's brow,—each hallowed seat,
Each mournful relic of the perished Great,
Seemed once more brightening into old renown;
Blazed on the City's brow,—each hallowed seat,
Each mournful relic of the perished Great,
Seemed once more brightening into old renown;
The Plain in purple haze lay slumbering deep,
The giant arches, that bestrode it, shone
A bridge of gold to blue Albano's steep.
The giant arches, that bestrode it, shone
A bridge of gold to blue Albano's steep.
Man, here alas! for ages overthrown,
With no gleam kindles, sunk in deathlike sleep,
His ruin, Rome, is darker than thine own.
With no gleam kindles, sunk in deathlike sleep,
His ruin, Rome, is darker than thine own.
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