“ Grave men in their day-- But one stood dismantled and broken, its bearded face battered away.In that city effulgent No mortal I saw, But my fancy, indulgent To memory's law, Linger'd long on the forms in the plazas, and eyed their stone features with awe.I fann'd the faint ember That glow'd in my mind, And strove to remember The aeons behind; To rove thro' infinity freely, and visit the past unconfin'd.Then the horrible warning Upon my soul sped Like the ominous morning That rises in red, And in panic I flew from the knowledge of terrors forgotten and dead. ”
