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THE SPHINX SPEAKS by FRANCIS SALTUS SALTUS

First Line: CARVED BY A MIGHTY RACE WHOSE VANISHED HANDS
Last Line: TO WHOM I SPAKE, ONE AWFUL NIGHT ALONE!
Subject(s): EGYPT; SPHINX;
CARVED by a mighty race whose vanished hands
Formed empires more destructible than I,
In sultry silence I forever lie,
Wrapped in the shifting garment of the sands.
Below me, Pharaoh's scintillating bands
With clashings of loud cymbals have passed by,
And the eternal reverence of the sky
Falls royally on me and all my lands.
The record of the future broods in me;
I have with worlds of blazing stars been crowned,
But none my subtle mystery bath known
Save one, who made his way through blood and sea,
The Corsican, prophetic and renowned,
To whom I spake, one awful night alone!



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