Zelia - Ataraxia
No rays from the holy
Heaven come down
On the long night time
Of that town
But light
From out
The lurid sea
Streams up the turrets silently
Gleams up
The pinnacles far and free
Gleams up the pinnacles far and free
Up domes
Up spires
Up kingly halls
Up fanes
Up babylon
Like walls
Up shadowy long
Forgotten bowers
Up sculptured ivy and stone
And stone flowers
Up shadowy long
Up shadowy long
Forgotten bowers
Up sculptured ivy and stone
And stone flowers
No rays from the holy
Heaven come down
On the long night time
Of that town
But light
From out
The lurid sea
Streams up the turrets silently
Gleams up
The pinnacles far and free
Gleams up the pinnacles far and free
Up domes
Up spires
Up kingly halls
Up fanes
Up babylon
Like walls
Up shadowy long
Forgotten bowers
Up sculptured ivy and stone
And stone flowers
Up shadowy long
Up shadowy long
Forgotten bowers
Up sculptured ivy and stone
And stone flowers
No rays from the holy
Heaven come down
On the long night time
Of that town
But light
From out
The lurid sea
Streams up the turrets silently
Gleams up
The pinnacles far and free
Gleams up the pinnacles far and free
Up domes
Up spires
Up kingly halls
Up fanes
Up babylon
Like walls
Up many and many a
Marvellous shrine
Whose wreathed friezes
Interwine
The viol the violet
And the vine
The viol the violet
And the vine
Up many and many a
Marvellous shrine
Whose wreathed friezes
Interwine
The viol the violet
And the vine
The viol the violet
And the vine
