DrScythe - Sunken City

Lo! Death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim West
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
Have gone to their eternal rest
There shrines and palaces and towers
Resemble nothing that is ours

No rays from the holy Heaven come down
On the long night-time of that town

But light from out the lurid sea
Gleams up the pinnacles far and free
Up shadowy long-forgotten bowers
Of sculptured ivy and stone flowers
Up many and many a marvellous shrine
Whose wreathed friezes intertwine
The viol, the violet, and the vine

Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie
While from a proud tower in the town
Death looks gigantically down

There open fanes and g aping graves
Yawn level with the luminous waves
But not the riches there that lie
In each idol's diamond eye

No swellings tell that winds may be
Upon some far-off happier sea
No heavings hint that winds have been
On seas less hideously serene

Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie
While from a proud tower in the town
Death looks gigantically down

But lo, a stir is in the air!
The wave there is a movement there!
As if the towers had thrust aside
In slightly sinking, the dull tide
The waves have now a redder glow
The hours are breathing faint and low
And when, amid no earthly moans
Down, down that town shall settle hence
Hell, rising from a thousand thrones
Shall do it reverence

Written by:
Dominik Dietrich, Edgar Poe

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