Lo! Death has reared himself a thronenIn a strange city lying alonennLo! a strange town, lying alonenDeath has reared himself a thronenFar down in the westnWhere the good, bad, worst, and the best have gone to their eternal restnThere, shrine and towers:nDeath has reared himself a thronennTime eaten-towers that tremble notnResemble nothing, nothing that is oursnnDown, down in that town, shall settle hence:nHell, rising from its throne, no earthly moans,nShall do it reverencennNo rays from heaven coming downnOn the long night-time of that townnBut light from the lurid seanStreams up the turrets silentlynGleams up the pinnacles far and freenUp domes, up spires, up kingly halls,nUp fanes, up Babylon-like wallsnnNo swellings tell that winds may benUpon some far-off happy seasnNo heavings hint that winds have beennOn seas less hideously serenenBut lo, a stir is in the air!nThe wave - there is a movement there!nAs if the towes had thrust aside,nIn slightly sinking, the dull tide;nAquiescently beneath the skynThe melancholy waters lienThe waves have now a redder glownThe hours are breathing faint and lownAnd when, amid no earthly moansnDown, down in the town shall settle hence,nHell, rising from a thousand thrones,nShall do it reverencennDown, down in that town, shall settle hence:nHell, rising from its throne, no earthly moans,nShall do it reverencennThree opens fanes and gaping gravesnYawn level with the luminous wavesnBut not the riches there that lienIn each idol's diamond eyenNot the gaily-jewelled deadnTempt the waters from their bednSo blend the turrets, shadows therenThat all seem pendulous in airnWhile from a tower in the townnDeath looks downnnBut lo, a stir is in the air!nThe waves have now a redder glownThe hours are breathing faint and lownAnd when amid no earthly moans,nDown, down in that town shall settle hence:nHell, rising from a thousand thrones, nShall do it reverencennFar down within the dim WestnWhere the good and the band andnThe worst and the bestnHave gone to their eternal restnnWaves have nownA red glownHours breathe lownNo men moannn