Seatonian Poems By the Rev. J. M. Neale |
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Let those who list it, rather singThe pride of Egypt's second spring:
When buried learning rose again,
And poets struck the venal strain;
And girt with many a princely quay
Fair Alexandria ruled the sea;
Until her merchant flag was furled
Before the Empress of the world:
And Egypt felt the destined fate
A patriarch's voice had spoke;
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Received a victor's yoke:
Long had that doom been writ above,
When all the world was lost for love.
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