The Bridge of Sighs

Bridge of Sighs by Colin Ruffell

 

The Bridge of Sighs crosses this small canal behind the Doges Palace taking prisoners to the jail on the other side.

Venice

I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs;
A palace and a prison on each hand;
I saw from out the wave of her structure’s rise
As from the stroke of the enchanter’s wand:
A thousand years their cloudy wings expand
Around me, and a dying Glory smiles
O’er the far times, when many a subject land
Look’d to the winged Lion’s marble pines,
Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles.

Author: Lord Byron

 

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