 | The poems posthumous and collected of Thomas Lovell Beddoes |  |
XL. The slight and degenerate Nature of Man.
Antediluvianus loquitur.Pitiful post-diluvians! from whose hearts
The print of passions by the tide of hours
Is washed away for ever and for ever,
As lions' footmark on the ocean sands;
While we, Adam's coevals, carry in us
The words indelible of buried feelings,
Like the millennial trees, whose hoary barks
Grow o'er the secrets cut into their core.
| The poems posthumous and collected of Thomas Lovell Beddoes | |