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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WINDS OF LUXOR, by ROBERT CLAY First Line: The winds of luxor fiercely blow, Last Line: Into the dust of lost renown! Subject(s): Egypt; Luxor, Egypt | |||
The winds of Luxor fiercely blow Against my cheeks the dust of kings, Egyptians of the long ago, Pharaohs, and serfs, the overflow And undertow of centuries -- Dust, dust, dust. The dust of crowns and dust of wings Blown from the Valley of the Kings. The columns wise with hieroglyphs -- The hypostyle, the pillared state; Dromos of sphinxes; monoliths; Kings, and divinities, and myths; Rameses, and Tut-Ankh-Amen . . . Dust, dust, dust . . . Thothmes, and Seti . . . Shishak . . . all Less than a crumbling ruined wall! Temples, and obelisks, and gems; Pylons, and bones, and Libyan sands; Sculptures and precious diadems; Great courts, and chariots, and stems Of rose and lotus strew the years . . . Dust, dust, dust. The winds of Luxor stifle me . . . I faint, I fall, I cease to be. Across the moonlight of our lawn Resound the Luxor winds, and now The mountain ash trees, red with dawn, Lisping with waxwings, both are gone, And hills in desert storms arise -- Dust, dust, dust. The winds of Luxor bear me down Into the dust of lost renown! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE PROSPECT OF PLANTING ARTS AND LEARNING IN AMERICA by GEORGE BERKELEY ONE POET VISITS ANOTHER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES INTO THE TWILIGHT by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 12. THE CREATOR by EDWIN ARNOLD CONTENT; WRITTEN OFF ITHACA by ALFRED AUSTIN IN THE GARDEN (WITH APOLOGIES TO ALFRED NOYES) by MARJORIE W. BRACHLOW TO RALPH LEYCESTER, ESQ. ON HIS SENDING THE AUTHOR A HARE by JOHN BYROM |
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