http://nzetc.victoria.ac.nz/tm/scholarly/tei-ReiKaOr-t1-g1-t4-body1-d16.html The Kia ora coo-ee : the magazine for the ANZACS in the Middle East, 1918 An Ode To Suez Previous Section | Table of Contents | Up | Next Section An Ode To Suez. By Day; O City of a thousand mysteries, Whose progress ceased five hundred years ago, Thou wouldst be better named "Cosmopolis", For streams from all the world towards thee flow. Thy face is scarred by structures grim and stark Whose mud-constructed walls offend the skies; The only thing of beauty that thou hast Is veiled and hidden from men's prying eyes, Thy reeking thoroughfares like rivers are, And eddying hosts of vari-coloured men Drift at the will of Circumstance and Time, To find a harbour far beyound our ken. By Night: When Luna's silvern beams shine from the skies And bathe thy squalor in a soft toned shade, Thy wretchedness is hid, and e