Classic Poem

No hues of language may depaint the scene
Illimitable, mirrored on mine eyes,
Here, in rapt stillness, when from gloaming skies,
Tinct with aërial blend of gorgeous sheen,
Dartle, upon this coral-fringed demesne
Of summer sea, zoned myriad-rainbow-wise,
Beams magical, transmuting into dyes
Vermilion, amber, rose, and golden-green,
Turquoise and sapphire,—ruby, amethyst;—
Then somber shadow,—opalescent gray
Blushing to farewell crimson, softly kist
By the impassioned lips of swooning Day,—
Lo! see where, kindling through the vesperal mist,
Venus hangs trembling o'er the tremulous Bay.