“Lille” [poem]

 Lille

Oh red the blushing east awoke
And bright the morn on Cassel broke
Along the green hillside we flew
Ruskin's line number
65

Flashed the clear sunshine in the dew
That on the clustering herbage hung
System generated line number
5

That to the tangled copse wood clung
That shot like stars through every shade
And glanced on every noontide
wildwood
glade
Ruskin's line number
70

At length by many a wind descending
That ever to the plain were bending
System generated line number
10

Farther and farther still we pressed
From Cassels insulated 1 crest
That back retiring fainter still
Ruskin's line number
75

Showed the rich outlines of its hill
And faded in the purple haze
System generated line number
15

That spoke the coming noontide blaze
That noontide blaze delayed not long
On Tournays towers 2 twas fierce and strong
Ruskin's line number
80

And ere we gained the middle way
The glow was like an U Afric day
System generated line number
20

Full upon Lilles high ramparts round 3
On massive wall and moated mound
Shot the fierce sun his glaring ray
Ruskin's line number
85

As bent we on our burning way
Till past the narrow drawbridge length
System generated line number
25

The massive gates portcullised strength
And moat whose waves found steepy shore 4
Where forward high
huge
the bastion bore 5
Ruskin's line number
90

And where the sentinels were set
High on the dizzy parapet
System generated line number
30

Till the last portals echoes woke
And Lille in all it upon us sudden broke
Giving to view another scene
Ruskin's line number
95

So clear, so noble so serene
Twould seem enchantments varied hue
System generated line number
35

On palace street and avenue
*- a
Colossal form and figure fair

Seemed moving, breathing, living there
Ruskin's line number
100

The vaulted arch where sunlight pure
Might never pierce the deep obscure
System generated line number
40

Where, broadly barred the ancient door
Was with rich carving imaged oer

Those ancient piles rose huge and high
Ruskin's line number
105

In rich irregularity
The bending gothic gable roof
System generated line number
45

Of past magnificence gave proof
The modern windows formal square
With Saxon arch was mingled there
Ruskin's line number
110

Whose stern recesses dark and deep
The figured iron stanchions 6 keep.
System generated line number
50