City Of Ships
City of ships!
(O the black ships! O the fierce ships!
O the beautiful, sharp-bow'd steam-ships and sail-ships!)
City of the world! (for all races are here;
Night Movement-New York
IN the night, when the sea-winds take the city in their arms,
And cool the loud streets that kept their dust noon and afternoon;
In the night, when the sea-birds call to the lights of the city,
The lights that cut on the skyline their name of a city;
You said, "I will go to another land, I will go to another sea.
Another city will be found, a better one than this.
Every effort of mine is a condemnation of fate;
and my heart is -- like a corpse -- buried.
Constantine P. Cavafy
Beautiful city, the centre and crater of European confusion,
O you with your passionate shriek for the rights of an equal
Alfred Lord Tennyson
I am a poet of the Hudson River and the heights above it,
the lights, the stars, and the bridges
I am also by self-appointment the laureate of the Atlantic
-of the peoples' hearts, crossing it
The City's Love
For one brief golden moment rare like wine,
The gracious city swept across the line;
Oblivious of the color of my skin,
Forgetting that I was an alien guest,
I Dream'D In A Dream
I DREAM'D in a dream, I saw a city invincible to the attacks of the
whole of the rest of the earth;
I dream'd that was the new City of Friends;
Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love--it led the
In a City
In an eastern city where I wonâ??t return
there is a winged stone light and huge
lightning strikes this winged stone
I close my eyes to remember
The trees along this city street,
Save for the traffic and the trains,
Would make a sound as thin and sweet
As trees in country lanes.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Rest In Peace
No more for you the city's thorny ways,
The ugly corners of the Negro belt;
The miseries and pains of these harsh days
By you will never, never again be felt.
And The City Stood In Its Brightness
And the city stood in its brightness when years later I returned,
And life was running out, Ruteboeuf's or Villon's,
Descendants already born were dancing their dances,
Women looked in their mirrors, made from a new metal,
In The Harbour: The City And The Sea
The panting City cried to the Sea,
'I am faint with heat,--O breathe on me!'
And the Sea said, 'Lo, I breathe! but my breath
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Nightfall In The City Of Hyderabad
SEE how the speckled sky burns like a pigeon's throat,
Jewelled with embers of opal and peridote.
Once I Pass'D Through A Populous City
ONCE I pass'd through a populous city, imprinting my brain, for
future use, with its shows, architecture, customs, and
Yet now, of all that city, I remember only a woman I casually met
Not For That City
Not for that city of the level sun,
Its golden streets and glittering gates ablazeâ??
The shadeless, sleepless city of white days,
White nights, or nights and days that are as oneâ??
Charlotte Mary Mew
When, sick of all the sorrow and distress
That flourished in the City like foul weeds,
I sought blue rivers and green, opulent meads,
And leagues of unregarded loneliness
Charles Hanson Towne
Song (Is It Dirty)
Is it dirty
does it look dirty
that's what you think of in the city
(Song for the City College of New York)
O youngest of the giant brood
Of cities far-renowned;
Henry Van Dyke
The City Clocks
THE City clocks point out the hours
They look like moons on their darkened towers-
And I who was shown my destination
The Buried City
My heart is like a city of the gay
Reared on the ruins of a perished one
Wherein my dead loves cower from the sun,
White-swathed like kings, the Pharaohs of a day.
George Sylvester Viereck