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I. Choriambics
To the late J. B. L.-W.
Warren, waken to verse! chant to us some new song!
Greece, Rome call not in vain, heroes of old, and gods;
Egypt, rending her veil, cries
“See where laughter has reigned, and tears!”
Greece, Rome call not in vain, heroes of old, and gods;
Egypt, rending her veil, cries
“See where laughter has reigned, and tears!”
Chant thou, till, in our hearts, veiled by the sands of time,
Sorrow, beauty and love, stirred by the antique shell
More than mortally stricken,
Echo, e'en as tho' Pindar sang.
Sorrow, beauty and love, stirred by the antique shell
More than mortally stricken,
Echo, e'en as tho' Pindar sang.
1878.
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