Emmanuel George Cefai
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A Barge Mysterious In The Thick Of Night
A barge mysterious in the thick of night
Sailed slowly to the somber shore
Beneath the ramparts of the dreaming fort
How silent how austere how still
The lapping of the waves against the barge.
Whence is the barge coming in the night?
Whence did its journey start?
By night or day?
No reply came – and none in that still barge
Appeared to reply or move or breathe:
So horrid thin the stillness in the barge
The barge mysterious in the thick of night.
Anon near the shore it stopped awhile
And there without a pilot stood, without a hope
Whither are they going
Into the dark night?
With hooded cloaks
In black bedecked
And shining flames of red?
Why, why they pass
Through the thin alley