BY CHARLES BUCKE.
Fallen, fallen, a silent heap; their heroes all
Sunk in their urns:--Behold the pride of pomp,
The throne of nations fallen; obscured in dust
Even yet majestical.--The solemn scene
Elates the soul!
DYER.
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