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lirik lagu london - ghizela rowe - joanna baillie

it is a goodly sight through the clear air
from hampstead’s heathy height, to see at once
england’s vast capital in fair expanse
towers, belfries, lengthened streets and structures fair
st. paul’s high dome amidst the vassal bands
of neighb’ring spires, a regal chieftain stands
and over fields of ridgy roofs appear
with distance softly tinted, side by side
in kindred grace, like twain of sisters dear
the towers of westminster, her abbey’s pride;
while, far beyond, thе hills of surrey shine
through thin soft haze, and shеw their wavy line
view’d thus, a goodly sight! but when survey’d
through denser air when moisten’d winds prevail
in her grand panoply of smoke arrayed
while clouds aloft in heavy volumes sail
she is sublime.~~she seems a curtained gloom
connecting heaven and earth,~~a threat’ning sign of doom
with more than natural height, reared in the sky
’tis then st. paul’s arrests the wondering eye;
the lower parts in swathing mist concealed
the higher through some half~spent shower revealed
so far from earth removed, that well, i trow
did not its form man’s artful structure shew
it might some lofty alpine peak be deemed
the eagle’s haunt with cave and crevice seamed
stretched wide on either hand, a rugged skreen
in lurid dimness, nearer streets are seen
like shore~ward billows of a troubled main
arrested in their rage. through drizly rain
cataracts of tawny sheen pour from the skies
black furnace~smoke in curling columns rise
and many~tinted vapours, slowly pass
o’er the wide draping of that pictured mass
so shews by day this grand imperial town
and, when o’er all the night’s black stole is thrown
the distant traveller doth with wonder mark
her luminous canopy athwart the dark
cast up, from myriads of lamps that shine
along her streets in many a starry line:~~
he wondering looks from his yet distant road
and thinks the northern streamers are abroad
“what hollow sound is that?” approaching near
the roar of many wheels breaks on his ear
it is the flood of human life in motion!
it is the voice of a tempestuous ocean!
with sad but pleasing awe his soul is filled
scarce heaves his breast, and all within is stilled
as many thoughts and feelings cross his mind,~~
thoughts, mingled, melancholy, undefined
of restless, reckless man, and years gone by
and time fast wending to eternity..

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