Old Tomb Opened, An
Ivory and gold and jewels fashioned fine,
Proud decorations of some dead king's room,
Rise from their centuried sleep and freshly shine,
Dazzling the daylight from the caverned gloom.
Before such splendor from the maw of Time,
Crumble the scroll-like years; ghosts stir and say:
“Brothers, we strove for Beauty in our prime,
Behold, bright news of our long yesterday!”
Proud decorations of some dead king's room,
Rise from their centuried sleep and freshly shine,
Dazzling the daylight from the caverned gloom.
Before such splendor from the maw of Time,
Crumble the scroll-like years; ghosts stir and say:
“Brothers, we strove for Beauty in our prime,
Behold, bright news of our long yesterday!”
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