Near the great pyramid, unshadowed, white, With apex piercing the white noon-day blaze, Swathed in white robes beneath the blinding rays Lie sleeping Bedouins drenched in white-hot light. About them, searing to the tingling sight, Swims the white dazzle of the desert ways Where the sense shudders, witless and adaze, In a white void with neither depth nor height. Within the black core of the pyramid Beneath the weight of sunless centuries Lapt in dead night King Cheops lies asleep: Yet in the darkness of his chamber hid He knows no black oblivion more deep Than that blind white oblivion of noon skies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO DANTE by VITTORIO AMEDEO ALFIERI DESCRIPTION OF SPRING by HENRY HOWARD AT MIDSUMMER by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 110 by PHILIP SIDNEY IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 119 by ALFRED TENNYSON THE OLD OAKEN BUCKET by SAMUEL WOODWORTH |