Stephen Vincent Benet
Pennsylvania / United States
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The City Revisited

Rating: 3.6

The grey gulls drift across the bay
Softly and still as flakes of snow
Against the thinning fog. All day
I sat and watched them come and go;
And now at last the sun was set,
Filling the waves with colored fire
Till each seemed like a jewelled spire
Thrust up from some drowned city. Soon
From peak and cliff and minaret
The city's lights began to wink,

Each like a friendly word. The moon
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