THE MIRAGEAcross the Bay are low-lying cliffs,Where stand fishermen’s cottages:I can barely distinguish them with the naked eye.But to-day the cliffs are lifted, escarpt,Perpendicular, mysterious, inaccessible,And those sordid dwellings have becomeThe magnificent fortified castles of Sea-kings.NATHAN HASKELL DOLE
Across the Bay are low-lying cliffs,Where stand fishermen’s cottages:I can barely distinguish them with the naked eye.But to-day the cliffs are lifted, escarpt,Perpendicular, mysterious, inaccessible,And those sordid dwellings have becomeThe magnificent fortified castles of Sea-kings.
NATHAN HASKELL DOLE