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
Night Of Dirage
Of night a dirge how sweet
For even Venus from
Her lordly cave
Opens her haunting eyes
And sings to meet:
Sad voices and sad words!
In them Beauty lurks
And makes her palaces:
And Art and Artistry