Classic Poem

The marble walls held the dim sky shadows
That were strangely woven in greys;
Silhouette set the scepters roving
Into the half mediums of real
Lumination. Music set qualities
Above sentiment. The dreamer called
The Orient from illusion's feigned proof,
Forms but dimly prominent color.
The night-lamp fought the powerful shade;
Mythology helped the modern life upbraid.
O sunset, O golden, thou who tend
The farthest heavenly width to rest
From observation, the elegy's lore
Hath set memory o'er immersion's quest.