"And what will ye do with your towers and your hall,
            Edward, Edward?
And what will ye do with your towers and your hall,
    That were so fair to see, O?"
"I'll let them stand till down they fall,
            Mother, mother;
I'll let them stand till down they fall,
    For here never more must I be, O."

-Anonymous (c.1400-c.1600),
Edward, Edward





Cloud City

In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud,
It perched for vespers nine;

-Samuel Taylor Coleridge,
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, 1798





Far Away Shore

Oft on a plat of rising ground
I hear the far-off curfew sound,
Over some wide-watered shore,
Swinging slow with sullen roar;

-John Milton (1608-1674),
Il Penseroso





Sea Lights

And enamour'd do wish, so they might
            But enjoy such a sight,
That they still were to run by her side,
Thorough swords, thorough seas, whither she would ride.

-Ben Johnson (1572-1637),
The Triumph of Charis,
from A Celebration of Charis
in Ten Lyric Pieces





River of Light

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretch in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in a sprightly dance.

-William Wordsworth (1770-1850),
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud





City of Lights

Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee,
The shooting stars attend thee;
    And the elves also,
    Whose little eyes glow
Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.

-Robert Herrick (1591-1673),
The Night-Piece to Julia





Passage of Light

And from her arch'd brows such a grace
            Sheds itself through the face,
As alone there triumphs to the life
All the gain, all the good, of the elements' strife.

-Ben Johnson (1572-1637),
The Triumph of Charis,
from A Celebration of Charis
in Ten Lyric Pieces





Towers So Fair

"And what will ye do with your towers and your hall,
            Edward, Edward?
And what will ye do with your towers and your hall,
    That were so fair to see, O?"
"I'll let them stand till down they fall,
            Mother, mother;
I'll let them stand till down they fall,
    For here never more must I be, O."

-Anonymous (c.1400-c.1600),
Edward, Edward





Towers So Fair

"And what will ye do with your towers and your hall,
            Edward, Edward?
And what will ye do with your towers and your hall,
    That were so fair to see, O?"
"I'll let them stand till down they fall,
            Mother, mother;
I'll let them stand till down they fall,
    For here never more must I be, O."

-Anonymous (c.1400-c.1600),
Edward, Edward





Towers So Fair

"And what will ye do with your towers and your hall,
            Edward, Edward?
And what will ye do with your towers and your hall,
    That were so fair to see, O?"
"I'll let them stand till down they fall,
            Mother, mother;
I'll let them stand till down they fall,
    For here never more must I be, O."

-Anonymous (c.1400-c.1600),
Edward, Edward





Towers So Fair

"And what will ye do with your towers and your hall,
            Edward, Edward?
And what will ye do with your towers and your hall,
    That were so fair to see, O?"
"I'll let them stand till down they fall,
            Mother, mother;
I'll let them stand till down they fall,
    For here never more must I be, O."

-Anonymous (c.1400-c.1600),
Edward, Edward





Towers So Fair

"And what will ye do with your towers and your hall,
            Edward, Edward?
And what will ye do with your towers and your hall,
    That were so fair to see, O?"
"I'll let them stand till down they fall,
            Mother, mother;
I'll let them stand till down they fall,
    For here never more must I be, O."

-Anonymous (c.1400-c.1600),
Edward, Edward





Ocean Gems

Full many a gem of purest ray serene,
The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear:

-Thomas Gray (1716-1771),
Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard





Twinkling Bay

A hundred lamps beam'd in the tranquil gloom,
From tree to tree all through the twinkling grove,

-Matthew Arnold, Mycerinus,1849





Jewels in the Night

He hangs in shades the orange bright,
Like golden lamps in a green night,
And does in the pomegranates close
Jewels more rich than Ormus shows;

-Andrew Marvell (1621-1678),
Bermudas





Golden Bay

Not all that tempts your wand'ring eyes
And heedless hearts, is lawful prize;
    Not all, that glisters, gold.

-Thomas Gray (1716-1771),
Ode on the Death of a Favorite Cat,
Drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes







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