i in the Sublime Sky

Explore #175 - 07.06.2009

 

Lo! the sun upsprings behind,

Broad, red, radiant, half-reclin'd

On the level quivering line

Of the water crystalline;

And before that chasm of light,

As within a furnace bright,

Column, tower, and dome, and spire,

Shine like obelisks of fire,

Pointing with inconstant motion

From the altar of dark ocean

To the sapphire-tinted skies;

As the flames of sacrifice

From the marble shrines did rise,

As to pierce the dome of gold

Where Apollo spoke of old.

 

from Lines Written among the Euganean Hills by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)

 

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