Fragment: 'Methought I was a billow in the crowd'

Methought I was a billow in the crowd

      Of common men, that stream without a shore,

That ocean which at once is deaf and loud;

      That I, a man, stood amid many more

      By a wayside... ' which the aspect bore

Of some imperial metropolis.

      Where mighty shapes—pyramid, dome, and tower—

Gleamed like a pile of crags—