所属专辑:Edgar Allan Poe - Tales & Poems
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The City in the Sea - Basil Rathbone/Edgar Allan Poe[00:00:00]
Lo Death has reared himself a throne[00:00:01]
In a strange city lying alone[00:00:06]
Far down within the dim West [00:00:10]
Where the good and the bad[00:00:13]
And the worst and the best[00:00:16]
Have gone to their eternal rest [00:00:19]
There shrines and palaces and towers[00:00:23]
Time-eaten towers that tremble not[00:00:27]
Resemble nothing that is ours [00:00:31]
Around by lifting winds forgot [00:00:34]
Resignedly beneath the sky[00:00:37]
The melancholy waters lie [00:00:39]
No rays from the holy heaven come down[00:00:43]
On the long night-time of that town;[00:00:45]
But light from out the lurid sea[00:00:48]
Streams up the turrets silently[00:00:50]
Gleams up the pinnacles far and free[00:00:54]
Up domes- up spires up kingly halls[00:00:57]
Up fanes- up Babylon like walls[00:01:03]
Up shadowy long-forgotten bowers[00:01:07]
Of sculptured ivy and stone flowers[00:01:09]
Up many and many a marvellous shrine[00:01:13]
Whose wreathed friezes intertwine[00:01:16]
The viol the violet and the vine [00:01:18]
Resignedly beneath the sky[00:01:22]
The melancholy waters lie [00:01:26]
So blend the turrets and shadows there[00:01:29]
That all seem pendulous in air [00:01:33]
While from a proud tower in the town[00:01:38]
Death looks gigantically down [00:01:44]
There open fanes and gaping graves[00:01:47]
Yawn level with the luminous waves;[00:01:50]
But not the riches there that lie[00:01:53]
In each idol's diamond eye[00:01:55]
Not the gaily-jewelled dead[00:01:57]
Tempt the waters from their bed;[00:01:59]
For no ripples curl alas [00:02:03]
Along that wilderness of glass-[00:02:06]
No swellings tell that winds may be[00:02:10]
Upon some far-off happier sea[00:02:14]
No heavings hint that winds have been[00:02:17]
On seas less hideously serene [00:02:19]
But lo a stir is in the air [00:02:24]
The wave- there is a movement there [00:02:27]
As if the towers had thrust aside [00:02:30]
In slightly sinking the dull tide[00:02:32]
As if their tops had feebly given[00:02:35]
A void within the filmy Heaven [00:02:36]
The waves have now a redder glow[00:02:40]
The hours are breathing faint and low[00:02:42]
And when amid no earthly moans [00:02:45]
Down down that town shall settle hence [00:02:48]
Hell rising from a thousand thrones [00:02:51]
Shall do it reverence[00:02:54]