Ryan's Gif

Here tidal, labyrinthine streamlets run:
Blushing wine of the newborn sun
Who bleeds so fair her gown of violet rays
On our lone city in the haze.
Golden--ah! Behold the glittering turrets
And dear fountains that rush and sing,
Their rhythmic, flaming currents
Bathing thee who art their king.

Mirror-wrought streets where drift and sway
Spirits bearing each a sweet bouquet
And orisons of pearl eiderdown
To he who wears the crown;
Their echoes named Fair Melody
With eyes of ruby that only see
A realm of moonbeams strangely haunted
By an eon's long midnight enchanted
Now fulfilled by towers of high radiancy
For in the dark each hath found thee.