THERE is a glorious City in the Sea. The Sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing ; and the salt sea-weed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates. The path lies o'er the Sea,...
The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and Belles ... - Стр. 102
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