Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Spain, Portugal, Belgium, and Holland: Vols. XIV–XV. 1876–79. | | | | Spain: Cadiz | | Cadiz | | Maria Lowell (1821–1853) |
| | | WE saw fair Cadiz gleam out suddenly, | |
| White as if builded of the foam of Ocean; | |
| White as a bride with orange blossoms free | |
| Scattered upon her; and it seemed to me | |
| Her sweet breath met us with the wind’s least motion. | 5 |
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| And by her side a cloudy mountain rose, | |
| Its top enfolding soft a purple tower; | |
| Such shapes sometimes our new-world sunset shows, | |
| But thou, old mountain! on thy sides still flower | |
| The very blooms of poor Zarifa’s bower. | 10 |
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| And from thy purple turrets leaning low, | |
| Thy course is seen, O shining Guadalquivir! | |
| Rushing towards the sea, its waves to strew | |
| With leaves of old Romance, | |
| And blend with Ocean’s flow | 15 |
| Fresh sighs for youth and beauty gone forever. | |
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| Fade once again on the horizon’s rim, | |
| Take back the vision and the sweet emotion, | |
| O lovely Cadiz! bride so fair and dim! | |
| Drained is the cup thou filled’st me to the brim, | 20 |
| And dropped within the bluest wave of Ocean! | | | | |
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