{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/boo/boo07.htm","path":"cfu/boo/boo07.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/boo/boo07.htm","text":"The Book of Odes, by L. Cranmer-Byng, [1908]\nW\u0103n drew a tower of bold ascent,\n A tower of lofty size.\n In crowds the zealous builders went,\n The walls began to rise.\n \"Haste not,\" said he, when first the work began;\n But all the people were as sons of W\u0103n.\nThe King was in the wondrous park,\n The does so sleek and brown\n Lay couched in fern; from dawn to dark\n White birds came glistening down;\n The King was by the pond whose waters hold\n A thousand carp with ruddy scales of gold.\nUpon his posts the fretted board\n Is hung with drums and bells;\n What music chimes from their accord,\n What sound of laughter swells\n From the pavilion of the circling pool\n Where joy and W\u0103n, the brother monarchs, rule\nWhat harmony of bells and drums!\n What call of drums and bells!\n Beyond the flaming water comes\n What sound of happy spells.\n The blind musicians blind us with delight;\n While the deep lizard drums roll on till night.","title":"The Book of Odes: The Tower of Wan","type":"page"}