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 | Collected poems of Herman Melville |  |
PISA'S LEANING TOWER
The Tower in tiers of architraves,Fair circle over cirque,
A trunk of rounded colonades,
The maker's master-work,
Impends with all its pillared tribes,
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It thinks to plunge—but hesitates;
Shrinks back—yet fain would slide;
Withholds itself—itself would urge;
Hovering, shivering on the verge,
A would-be suicide!
| Collected poems of Herman Melville | |