Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand; I saw from out the wave her structure rise As from the stroke of the enchanters wand: A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles Oer the far times, when many a subject land Lookd to the wingèd Lions marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles. ByronChilde Harold. Canto IV. St. 1.
The sylphs and ondines And the sea-kings and queens Long ago, long ago, on the waves built a city, As lovely as seems To some bard in his dreams, The soul of his latest love-ditty. Owen MeredithVenice.