Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Asia: Vols. XXI–XXIII. 1876–79.
Smyrna
By Seymour Green Wheeler Benjamin (18371914)
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It is the evening of Bairami’s fête.
The torches on each tapering minaret
Flash in the rippling waters of the bay,
And purple vapor dims the droning town.
From Smyrna’s dewy gardens floats the scent
Of myrtle, rose, and citron, softly blent,
Like votive incense by each zephyr blown
Around Mæonides’ cave. Since he began
His deathless song, weird city of the dead!
Aged Smyrna! thou hast heard the busy tread
Of buried millions, where the caravan
Now wends its tinkling way by Meles’ stream,
Where ramparts moulder in the moonlight beam.