When the vexed hubbub of our world of gain
Roars round about me as I walk the street,
The myriad noise of Traffic, and the beat
Of Toil's incessant hammer, the fierce strain
Of struggle hand to hand and brain to brain,
Ofttimes a sudden dream my sense will cheat,
The gaudy shops, the sky-piled roofs retreat,
And all at once I stand enthralled again
Within a marble minster over-seas.
I watch the solemn gold-stained gloom that creeps
To kiss an alabaster tomb, where sleeps
A lady 'twixt two knights' stone effigies,
And every day in dusky glory steeps
Their sculptured slumber of five centuries.
St Michael's Chapel
Emma Lazarus
(1)
Poem topics: dream, kiss, sky, walk, world, sense, street, struggle, gold, lady, stand, noise, watch, stone, Valentine's Day, fierce, slumber, gain, brain, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about St Michael's Chapel poem by Emma Lazarus
Best Poems of Emma Lazarus