Sixty-Five Sonnets With Prefatory Remarks on the Accordance of the Sonnet with the Powers of the English Language: Also, A Few Miscellaneous Poems [by Thomas Doubleday] |
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VIII.
How vain is human pride! Not stone and lime,Or brass, or marble (though the founder's name
Or sculptor's, oft, is lost before the fame
Of what he builded), sooner stoop to time,
Than do those structures of the mind, sublime,
Whence once, perchance, a nation's wisdom came,
Or where undying glory seem'd to flame
Upon the tripod of immortal rhyme!
Ye lights o' th' olden time! now dimly seen,
Still with the mist of ages more o'erspread,
Scarce known, forsaken; like yon river's bed
Your sacred pages to mine eye appear;
The lonely chasm, with whiten'd fragments drear,
Shows where the some-time mighty stream hath been!
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