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Their monument sticks like a fishbone
in the city's throat.
Their monument sticks like a fishbone
in the city's throat.
Where London's column, pointing at the skies,
Like a tall bully, lifts the head and lies.
Where London's column, pointing at the skies,
Like a tall bully, lifts the head and lies.
For men use, if they have an evil tourne, to write it in marble;
and whoso doth us a read more
For men use, if they have an evil tourne, to write it in marble;
and whoso doth us a good tourne we will write it in duste.
You shall not pile, with servile toil,
Your monuments upon my breast,
Nor yet within the common read more
You shall not pile, with servile toil,
Your monuments upon my breast,
Nor yet within the common soil
Lay down the wreck of power to rest,
Where man can boast that he has trod
On him that was "the scourge of God."
The need has gone; the memorial thereof remains.
[Lat., Factum abiit; monumenta manent.]
The need has gone; the memorial thereof remains.
[Lat., Factum abiit; monumenta manent.]
Thou, in our wonder and astonishment
Hast built thyself a life-long monument.
Thou, in our wonder and astonishment
Hast built thyself a life-long monument.
Let it rise! let it rise, till it meet the sum in his coming;
let the earliest light of read more
Let it rise! let it rise, till it meet the sum in his coming;
let the earliest light of the morning gild it, and the parting
day linger and play on its summit.
Soldiers, forty centuries are looking down upon you from these
pyramids.
[Fr., Soldats, du haut ces Pyramide quarante read more
Soldiers, forty centuries are looking down upon you from these
pyramids.
[Fr., Soldats, du haut ces Pyramide quarante siecles vous
contemplent.]