Excerpt from Idylls of the South
IF on the great world's wide and shifting sand I scrawl my meager alphabet of song. What profiit have I, think you? Not for long The pride of its enduring. Time's rourgh hand Sweeps all of shadowy fabric from the strand; So children work upon the tideless shore; So poets build their pomp. The fresh tides roar, And desolate the glory each had planned: Then whereof comes requital? Here and there Our life's horizon clouds with new regrets; Our palaces dissolve in thinnest air; Shimmer to dust our loftiest minarets; Yet, childlike, work we ever on the shore, Re'ap joy in building, and expect no more.
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