Valletta Is That Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Valletta Is That

Valletta is that; as that.

Do not stop at the stones.

Do not stop at Baroque facades.

The masterpieces so oft in soot and dirt
Do not stop.

But hear! The Cathedral organ plays
And inside you shall go
For open be the Door of Sacred and the Beautiful

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