WF H848 .C74 1929
Crete
First published in Weird Tales, February 1929 (vol. 13, no. 2). Poem.
United States public domain. Held in the Reading Room of The Weird Library. Published by Weird Tales.
The green waves wash above us
Who slumber in the bay
As washed the tide of ages
That swept our race away.
Our cities—dusty ruins;
Our galleys—deep-sea slime;
Our very ghosts, forgotten,
Bow to the sweep of Time.
Our land lies stark before it
As we to alien spears,
But, ah, the love we bore it
Outlasts the crawling years.
Ah, jeweled spires at even—
The lute’s soft golden sigh—
The Lion-Gates of Knossos
When dawn was in the sky.