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Felicia Dorothea Hemans - The Image In Lava
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Thou thing of years departed!
  What ages have gone by,
Since here the mournful seal was set
  By love and agony! 

Temple and tower have moulder`d,
  Empires from earth have pass`d,
And woman`s heart hath left a trace
  Those glories to outlast! 

And childhood`s fragile image
  Thus fearfully enshrin`d,
Survives the proud memorials rear`d
  By conquerors of mankind. 

Babe! wert thou brightly slumbering
  Upon thy mother`s breast,
When suddenly the fiery tomb
  Shut round each gentle guest? 

A strange, dark fate o`ertook you,
  Fair babe and loving heart!
One moment of a thousand pangs
  Yet better than to part! 

Haply of that fond bosom
  On ashes here impress`d,
Thou wert the only treasure, child!
  Whereon a hope might rest. 

Perchance all vainly lavish`d
  Its other love had been,
And where it trusted, nought remain`d
  But thorns on which to lean. 

Far better then to perish,
  Thy form within its clasp,
Than live and lose thee, precious one!
  From that impassion`d grasp. 

Oh! I could pass all relics
  Left by the pomps of old,
To gaze on this rude monument,
  Cast in affection`s mould. 

Love, human love! what art thou?
  Thy print upon the dust
Outlives the cities of renown
  Wherein the mighty trust! 

Immortal, oh! immortal
  Thou art, whose earthly glow
Hath given these ashes holiness
  It must, it must be so!
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