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Mathilde Blind - Sphinx-Money

2014-11-07 1 Dailymotion

Where Pyramids and temple-wrecks are piled <br />Confusedly on camel-coloured sands, <br />And the mute Arab motionlessly stands, <br />Like some swart god who never wept or smiled,-- <br />I picked up mummy relics of the wild <br />(And sea-shells once with clutching baby hands), <br />And felt a wafture from old Motherlands, <br />And all the morning wonder of a Child <br /> <br />To find Sphinx-money. So the Beduin calls <br />Small fossils of the waste. Nay, poet's gold; <br />'Twill give thee entrance to those rites of old, <br />When hundred-gated Thebes, with storied walls, <br />Gleamed o'er her Plain, and vast processions rolled <br />To Amon-Ra through Karnak's pillared halls.<br /><br />Mathilde Blind<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sphinx-money/

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