Classic Poem

“S HALL I to thee this spot reveal,
bend thou toward this river's head,—
I, opposite, upon this bank,
shall follow, till thou come to a hill”
No longer would I tarry then,
but stole 'neath boughs, 'neath lovely leaves,
till, from a hill, as on I went,
I espied and gazed upon the Burgh.
Deep set from me, beyond the brook,
with rays it shone, than sun more bright.
In Apocalypse is found its form,
as pictureth the Apostle John.