The City in the Sea-Basil Rathbone/Edgar Allan Poe

[ti:The City in the Sea] [ar:Basil Rathbone] [al:Edgar Allan Poe - Tales & Poems] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The City in the Sea - Basil Rathbone/Edgar Allan Poe [00:01.62]Lo Death has reared himself a throne [00:06.39]In a strange city lying alone [00:09.44] [00:10.01]Far down within the dim West [00:11.69] [00:13.11]Where the good and the bad [00:15.69] [00:16.80]And the worst and the best [00:18.54] [00:19.56]Have gone to their eternal rest [00:21.42] [00:23.20]There shrines and palaces and towers [00:25.91] [00:27.57]Time-eaten towers that tremble not [00:30.10] [00:31.25]Resemble nothing that is ours [00:33.06] [00:34.28]Around by lifting winds forgot [00:36.22] [00:37.66]Resignedly beneath the sky [00:39.89]The melancholy waters lie [00:41.37] [00:43.23]No rays from the holy heaven come down [00:45.96]On the long night-time of that town; [00:47.92] [00:48.80]But light from out the lurid sea [00:50.93]Streams up the turrets silently [00:52.90] [00:54.57]Gleams up the pinnacles far and free [00:56.62] [00:57.62]Up domes- up spires up kingly halls [01:02.85] [01:03.37]Up fanes- up Babylon like walls [01:06.14] [01:07.30]Up shadowy long-forgotten bowers [01:09.38]Of sculptured ivy and stone flowers [01:12.22] [01:13.97]Up many and many a marvellous shrine [01:16.30]Whose wreathed friezes intertwine [01:18.32]The viol the violet and the vine [01:21.08] [01:22.74]Resignedly beneath the sky [01:24.73] [01:26.17]The melancholy waters lie [01:27.60] [01:29.94]So blend the turrets and shadows there [01:32.49] [01:33.66]That all seem pendulous in air [01:37.08] [01:38.41]While from a proud tower in the town [01:43.03] [01:44.08]Death looks gigantically down [01:46.20] [01:47.88]There open fanes and gaping graves [01:50.11] [01:50.64]Yawn level with the luminous waves; [01:52.38] [01:53.37]But not the riches there that lie [01:55.46]In each idol's diamond eye [01:57.06] [01:57.93]Not the gaily-jewelled dead [01:58.93] [01:59.80]Tempt the waters from their bed; [02:01.49] [02:03.25]For no ripples curl alas [02:05.08] [02:06.43]Along that wilderness of glass- [02:08.81] [02:10.43]No swellings tell that winds may be [02:14.24]Upon some far-off happier sea [02:16.17] [02:17.43]No heavings hint that winds have been [02:19.08]On seas less hideously serene [02:22.08] [02:24.59]But lo a stir is in the air [02:27.38] [02:27.98]The wave- there is a movement there [02:30.12] [02:30.69]As if the towers had thrust aside [02:32.66]In slightly sinking the dull tide [02:34.62] [02:35.48]As if their tops had feebly given [02:36.73]A void within the filmy Heaven [02:38.94] [02:40.06]The waves have now a redder glow [02:41.67] [02:42.78]The hours are breathing faint and low [02:45.58]And when amid no earthly moans [02:48.16] [02:48.71]Down down that town shall settle hence [02:50.86] [02:51.42]Hell rising from a thousand thrones [02:54.09] [02:54.99]Shall do it reverence