English poem
Rameses Ii
Would that the brave Rameses, King of Time Were throned in your souls, to raise for you Vast immemorial dreams dark Egypt knew, Filling these barren days with Mystery, With Life and Death, and Immortality, The Devouring Ages, the all-consuming Sun: God keep us brooding on eternal things, God make us wizard-kings.
More by Vachel Lindsay
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- Rhymes for Gloriana - II. On Suddenly Receiving a Curl Long Refused
- Rhymes for Gloriana - III. On Receiving One of Gloriana's Letters
- Rhymes for Gloriana - IV. In Praise of Gloriana's Remarkable Golden Hair