Classic Poem

Delightful walks
After the heat of the day was passed—
Seeing far off in the west
The coast of England,
Like a cloud crested
With Dover castle,
Which was but like the summit of the cloud;
The evening star
And the glory of the sky.
The reflections in the water
Were more beautiful
Than the sky itself,
Purple waves brighter
Than precious stones,
For ever melting away upon the sands.

Now came in view,
As the evening star sunk down,
And the colours of the west
Faded away,
The two lights of England,
Lighted up by Englishmen
In our country
To warn vessels off rocks or sands.