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Rudyard Kipling - Cities and Thrones and Powers
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Cities and Thrones and Powers,
             Stand  in Time`s eye,
         Almost as long as flowers,
           Which daily die:
         But, as new buds put forth
           To glad new men,
         Out of the spent and unconsidered Earth,
             The Cities rise again.

          This season`s Daffodil,
             She never hears,
          What change, what chance, what chill,
             Cut down last year`s;
          But with bold countenance,
             And  knowledge small,
          Esteems her seven days` continuance,
              To be perpetual.

            So Time that is o`er -kind,
               To all that be,
             Ordains us e`en as blind,
              As bold as she:
            That in our very death,
              And  burial sure,
            Shadow to shadow, well persuaded, saith,
                "See how our works endure!"
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