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FROM AN ITALIAN SONNET. |
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FROM AN ITALIAN SONNET.
Isaid to Time, “This venerable pile,Its floor the earth, its roof the firmament,
Whose was it once?” He answered not, but fled
Fast as before. I turned to Fame, and asked,
“Names such as his, to thee they must be known.
Speak!” But she answered only with a sigh,
And, musing mournfully, looked on the ground.
Then to Oblivion I addressed myself,
A dismal phantom, sitting at the gate;
And, with a voice as from the grave, he cried,
“Whose it was once I care not; now 'tis mine.”
The poetical works of Samuel Rogers | ||