O CITY, look the Eastward way! <br /> Beyond thy roofs of shadowy red and grey <br />Floats like a lily on the airy stream, <br />Radiant and vast, a cloud, <br />Around whose billowy head <br />Splendour from out the glooming West is shed <br />As if it were not ever to take flight,— <br />And on its edge of gleam <br />In the clear blue of waning afternoon, <br />Faint as a spirit slipping from the shroud, <br />Faint, and yet gathering light, <br />The Moon. <br /> <br />O city, dream and pray! <br />This is thy evensong at close of day.<br /><br />Enid Derham<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/o-city-look-the-eastward-way/
