I found a stance from a powm to describe our stronghold<br/><br/><br/>There open fanes and gaping graves<br/>Yawn level with the luminous waves;<br/>But not the riches there that lie<br/>In each idol's diamond eye-<br/>Not the gaily-jewelled dead<br/>Tempt the waters from their bed;<br/>For no ripples curl, alas!<br/>Along that wilderness of glass-<br/>No swellings tell that winds may be<br/>Upon some far-off happier sea-<br/>No heavings hint that winds have been<br/>On seas less hideously serene.