A gallant city has been builded far <br />In the pied heaven, <br />Bannered with crimson, sentinelled by star <br />Of crystal even; <br />Around a harbor of the twilight glowing, <br />With jubilant waves about its gateways flowing <br /> <br />A city of the Land of Lost Delight, <br />On seas enchanted, <br />Presently to be lost in mist moon-white <br />And music-haunted; <br />Given but briefly to our raptured vision, <br />With all its opal towers and shrines elysian. <br /> <br />Had we some mystic boat with pearly oar <br />And wizard pilot, <br />To guide us safely by the siren shore <br />And cloudy islet, <br />We might embark and reach that shining portal <br />Beyond which linger dreams and joys immortal. <br /> <br />But we may only gaze with longing eyes <br />On those far, sparkling <br />Palaces in the fairy-peopled skies, <br />O'er waters darkling, <br />Until the winds of night come shoreward roaming, <br />And the dim west has only gray and gloaming.<br /><br />Lucy Maud Montgomery<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sea-sunset/
