Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SPHINX SPEAKS, by FRANCIS SALTUS SALTUS Poet's Biography 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! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SPHINX by RALPH WALDO EMERSON QUATRAIN: THE IRON AGE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE SPHINX AT MOUNT AUBURN by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES SPHINX-MONEY by MATHILDE BLIND THE SPHINX by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL THE SPHINX by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT APPENDIX TO 'LAZARUS': 9 by HEINRICH HEINE THE CROWN OF THORNS by JESSE WILLIS JEFFERIS THE BAYADERE by FRANCIS SALTUS SALTUS |
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