Past ruined Ilion Helen lives, <br />Alcestis rises from the shades. <br />Verse calls them forth; 'tis verse that gives <br />Immortal youth to mortal maids. <br /> <br />Soon shall oblivion's deepening veil <br />Hide all the peopled hills you see, <br />The gay, the proud, while lovers hail <br />These many summers you and me.<br /><br />Walter Savage Landor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/verse/
