Embers, Volume 1. by Gilbert Parker
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page 17 of 50 (34%)
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ATHENIAN Your voice I knew, its cadences and thrill; It stilled the tumult and the overthrow When Athens trembled to the people's will; I knew it--'twas a thousand years ago. I see the fountains, and the gardens where You sang the fury from the Satrap's brow; I feel the quiver in the raptured air, I heard it in the Athenian grove--I hear you now. EYES LIKE THE SEA Eyes like the sea, look up, the beacons brighten, Home comes the sailor, home across the tide! Back drifts the cloud, behold the heavens whiten, The port of Love is open, he anchors at thy side. |
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