Odes Of A Boy.
Fades the great pyramid, the blank walls fade! And thou, immortal boy, dost walk with me Along that grove from out whose deeper shade The nightingale sings living ecstasy. And where thy burial-stone so long is set With plaintive lines that tell a day's despair, Lo, now that urn with happy figures fret Which cannot fail, but go eternal fair! Yet, suddenly, the wind of death is blown On all earth 's beauty, even at its prime; The red rose drops, the hand of Joy is flown, And thou, oh, thou art dust this long, long time!
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"Fades the great pyramid, the blank walls fade!..."
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