Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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EARTH'S VANITIES. |
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EARTH'S VANITIES.
Proud palliament and silken stole,
Such as seems to flow and roll
Like a shining billow down,
Crimson'd sunlight from it thrown,
Kingly pall and panoply,
Dazzling to the startled eye,
These shall yield—all vainly proud—
Even to the shroud—the shroud.
Such as seems to flow and roll
Like a shining billow down,
Crimson'd sunlight from it thrown,
Kingly pall and panoply,
Dazzling to the startled eye,
These shall yield—all vainly proud—
Even to the shroud—the shroud.
Trumpet blast, and harp's rich tone,
Organ-anthem's glorious groan;
Roll of doubling drums—and more
Thunder of artilery's roar—
Human voices' pealing strain,
Loud as chiming of the main;
These must sink—while deep shall swell—
Awfully—the knell—the knell!
Organ-anthem's glorious groan;
Roll of doubling drums—and more
Thunder of artilery's roar—
Human voices' pealing strain,
Loud as chiming of the main;
These must sink—while deep shall swell—
Awfully—the knell—the knell!
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Palaced piles of pompous state,
High built dwellings of the great;
Sculptured domes and scutcheoned halls,
Trophied gates and bannered walls,
Structures wrought with curious art,
Perfect made through every part;
These resigned—their Lords shall crave
Place but in the grave—the grave!
High built dwellings of the great;
Sculptured domes and scutcheoned halls,
Trophied gates and bannered walls,
Structures wrought with curious art,
Perfect made through every part;
These resigned—their Lords shall crave
Place but in the grave—the grave!
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