Still rusted in their bony hands; In plague and famine some ! Earth's cities had no sound nor tread : And ships were drifting with the dead To shores where all was dumb... The Quarterly Review - Сторінка 356 редактори - 1836 Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
...of human mould Who did creation's death behold As Adam saw her prime. Earth's cities had no sound or tread, And ships were drifting with the dead, To shores where all was dumb. But has the spirit of man gone like a meteor lighting for an instant the dismal vail with the coruscations...