Classic Poem

O precious fading charm, thou canst
Lure the width of cosmic's glow!
Within its bright pealing shine
Thy lonely stem hath power e'en to
Conceive an evening speck far from
Mortal eye. Still closer dost
Thou render beauty's cries to balm
The Grecian set of velvet pores of crimes;
Silk, broad palms with spots of yellow,
Purple, shade soft jaded misty pines,
As horizon's paradise 'scape in view
Inspires sense to roam o'er ancient
Myths of eastern seas of varied form …
O faith of strangeness and perfumed immortal dew!