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Oh spare dual idols of the past	A
Whose lips are dumb whose eyes are dim	B
Truth's diadem is not for him	B
Who comes the fierce Iconoclast	A
Who wakes the battle's stormy blast	A
Hears not the angel's choral hymn	B
THE IMAGE BREAKER	C
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Ah me for we have fallen on evil days	D
When science with remorseless cold precision	E
Puts out the flame of poetry and lays	D
Her double convex lens on fancy's vision	E
When not a star has longer leave to shine	F
Unweighed unanalysed reduced to gases	G
Resolved to something in the chemist's line	F
By those miraculously long ranged glasses	G
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The awful mysteries which Nature locks	H
Deep in her stony bosom hid for ages	G
The hieroglyphics of primeval rocks	H
Are glibly written out on short hand pages	G
Within that rocky scroll her palimpsest	A
The hand of time still writes and still effaces	G
Records in dolomite and shale and schist	A
The pre historic history of Races	G
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Cave dwellers under nameless strata hid	A
Vast bones of extinct monsters that were fossil	I
Ere the first Pharaoh built the pyramid	A
And shaped in stone his sepulchre colossal	I
What undiscovered secret yet remains	G
Beneath the swirl and sway of billows tidal	I
Since Art triumphant led the deep in chains	G
And on the mane of ocean laid her bridle	I
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Into those awful crypts of cycles dead	A
Shrouded and mute each in its mummy chamber	C
Her daring step intrudes without more dread	A
Than to behold a fly embalmed in amber	C
Stars motes worlds molecules and microcosms	G
Her level gaze sweeps down the page recorded	A
And withers all its myths and fairy blossoms	G
Condemned to explanations dull and sordid	A
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Alike the sculptures of the graceful Greeks	G
Grey with the moss of eld and venerable	I
The fauns the nymphs the half defaced antiques	G
The gods and men of mythologic fable	I
And legends of steel casqued and mailed men	J
The old heroic tales of love and glory	K
Of knight and palmer and the Saracen	J
And the crusaders of enchanted story	K
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Grim ghosts and goblins and more harmless sprites	G
That peopled once our juvenile romances	G
And made us shiver in our beds o'nights	G
Science has banished those bewitching fancies	G
And given us the merest husks instead	A
The very bones and skeleton of nature	C
Filling those peaceful hours with shapes of dread	A
And horrid ranks of Latin nomenclature	C
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Blest is the Indian on his native plains	G
And blest the wandering Tartar happy nomad	A
Fire worshippers whose twinkling altar fanes	G
Still gleam on lonely peaks beyond Allahbad	A
Shadows yet linger round their ruined towers	G
And whisper from the caverns and the islands	G
Their Memnon still is eloquent but ours	G
Stares on with shut lips in an age long silence	G
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Not so The age still ripens for her needs	G
The flower the man Behold her slow still finger	C
Points where He comes beneath whose feet the weeds	G
Bloom out immortal flowers the immortal Singer	C
Forward not backward all the ages press	G
New stars arise of whose bright occultation	J
No glory of the dying past could guess	G
Still grows the unfinished miracle Creation	J
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Oh Poet of the years that are to come	L
Singing at dawn thy idyls sweet and tender	C
The preludes of the great millenium	L
Of song to drown the world in light and splendour	C
Awake arise thou youngest born of time	L
Through flaming sunsets with red banners furled	A
The nations call thee to thy task sublime	L
To sing the new songs of a newer world	A

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