GW2: The City in the Sea – Verse 2

No rays from the holy heaven come down

On the long night-time of that town;

But light from out the lurid sea

Streams up the turrets silently —

Gleams up the pinnacles far and free —

Up domes —

up spires —

up kingly halls —

Up fanes —

up Babylon-like walls —

Up shadowy long-forgotten bowers

Of sculptured ivy

and stone flowers —

Up many and many a marvelous shrine

Whose wreathéd friezes intertwine

The viol, the violet, and the vine.

So blend the turrets and shadows there

That all seem pendulous in the air,

While from a proud tower in the town

Death looks gigantically down.

— The City in the Sea, Second Stanza

Edgar Allan Poe

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This one’s for Syl, cos she loves this stuff. Sorry it took this long to do another.

I was waiting to make sure I didn’t spoil Orr for slower levelers. Really! Honest!

*hem*

Verse 3 and 4 tomorrow. Y’all must be pictured out by now.