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Child, Lydia Maria Francis, 1802-1880 [1832], The coronal: a collection of miscellaneous pieces (Carter and Hendee, Boston) [word count] [eaf045]. To look up a word in a dictionary, select the word with your mouse and press 'd' on your keyboard.
Pillars are fallen at thy feet, Fanes quiver in the air, A prostrate city is thy seat, And thou alone art there. No change comes o'er thy noble brow, Though ruin is around thee; Thine eye-beam burns as proudly now, As when the laurel crown'd thee. It cannot bend thy lofty soul, Though friends and fame depart; The car of fate may o'er thee roll, Nor crush thy Roman heart.
And genius hath electric power, Which earth can never tame; Bright suns may scorch, and dark clouds lower— Its flash is still the same! The dreams we loved in early life, May melt like mist away; High thoughts may seem, 'mid passion's strife, Like Carthage in decay. And proud hopes in the human heart May be to ruin hurl'd, Like mould'ring monuments of art Heap'd on a sleeping world. Yet there is something will not die, Where life hath once been fair; Some towering thoughts still rear on high, Some Roman lingers there!
Child, Lydia Maria Francis, 1802-1880 [1832], The coronal: a collection of miscellaneous pieces (Carter and Hendee, Boston) [word count] [eaf045]. |
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