Dust that never asks in vainHath reclaim'd its own again. Dust, the wide world's king.Where are now the glorious hoursOf a nation's gather'd powers?Like the setting of a star,In the fathomless afar; Time's eternal wingHath around those ruins castThe dark presense of the past.
-Letitia E. Landon
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