Betwixt Two Seas Poems and Ballads (Written at Constantinople and Therapia). By Violet Fane [i.e. M. M. Lamb] |
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ON THE MARMORA
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ON THE MARMORA
We were rowing once on that sunny sea
Where the fairy islands lie,
And the far minarets
When daylight sets
Grow purple against the sky,
Where the fairy islands lie,
And the far minarets
When daylight sets
Grow purple against the sky,
The white gulls dipped in the rippling tide,
The moon peeped over the sea,
When a woman's shriek
From our light caïquc—
“Oh! who may this stranger be?”
The moon peeped over the sea,
When a woman's shriek
From our light caïquc—
“Oh! who may this stranger be?”
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He came floating along on the buoyant tide,
Majestic and solemn-faced—
“Deny it who can,
'Tis a murdered man!”
And we shipped our oars in haste.
Majestic and solemn-faced—
“Deny it who can,
'Tis a murdered man!”
And we shipped our oars in haste.
His eyes stared up as in mute appeal,
Like eyes that would never sleep,
Oh! why did he float
With that gash in his throat,
Who was meant to lie still and deep?
Like eyes that would never sleep,
Oh! why did he float
With that gash in his throat,
Who was meant to lie still and deep?
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