One windy night the sun
sank into the Baltic Sea.
Amber fishermen sailed out
on the Baltic to fish for the sun.
The Baltic foamed through night.
In the morning fishermen brought
the sun on an amber barge to shore.
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
As to some lovely temple, tenantless
Long since, that once was sweet with shivering brass,
Knowing well its altars ruined and the grass
Grown up between the stones, yet from excess