More Poems. 44. Far Known to Sea and Shore Far known to sea and shore, Four square and founded well, A thousand years it bore, And then the belfry fell. The steersman of Triest Looked where his mark should be, But empty was the west And Venice under sea. From dusty wreck dispersed Its stature mounts amain; On surer foot than first The belfry stands again. At to-fall of the day Again its curfew tolls And burdens far away The green and sanguine shoals. It looks to north and south, It looks to east and west; It guides to Lido mouth The steersman of Triest. Andrea, fare you well; Venice, farewell to thee. The tower that stood and fell Is not rebuilt in me. |
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