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Where the mummied Kings of Egypt wrapped in linen fold on fold	A
Couched for ages in their coffins crowned with crowns of dusky gold	A
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Lie in subterranean chambers biding to the day of doom	B
Counterfeit life's hollow semblance in each mazy mountain tomb	B
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Grisly in their gilded coffins mocking masks of skin and bone	C
Yet remain in change unchanging balking Nature of her own	C
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Mured in mighty Mausoleums walled in from the night and day	D
Lo the mortal Kings of Egypt hold immortal Death at bay	D
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For so spake the Kings of Egypt those colossal ones whose hand	E
Held the peoples from Pitasa to the Kheta's conquered land	E
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Who with flash and clash of lances and war chariots stormed and won	F
Many a town of stiff necked Syria to high towering Askalon	F
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We have been the faithful stewards of the deathless gods on high	G
We have built them starry temples underneath the starry sky	G
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We have smitten rebel nations as a child is whipped with rods	H
We the living incarnation of imperishable gods	H
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Shall we suffer Death to trample us to nothingness and must	I
We be scattered as the whirlwind blows about the desert dust	I
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No Death shall not dare come near us nor Corruption shall not lay	D
Hands upon our sacred bodies incorruptible as day	D
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Let us put a bit and bridle and rein in Time's headlong course	J
Let us ride him through the ages as a master rides his horse	J
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On the changing earth unchanging let us bide till Time shall end	K
Till reborn in blest Osiris mortal with Immortal blend	K
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Yea so spake the Kings of Egypt they whose lightest word was law	L
At whose nod the far off nations cowered stricken dumb with awe	M
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And Fate left the haughty rulers to work out their monstrous doom	B
And embalmed with myrrh and ointments they were carried to the tomb	B
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Through the gate of Bab el Molouk where the sulphur hills lie bare	N
Where no green thing casts a shadow in the noon's tremendous glare	N
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Where the unveiled Blue of heaven in its bare intensity	O
Weighs upon the awe struck spirit with the world's immensity	O
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Through the Vale of Desolation where no beast or bird draws breath	P
To the Coffin Hills of Tuat the Metropolis of Death	P
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Down down down into the darkness where on either hand dread Fate	O
In the semblance of a serpent watches by the dolorous gate	O
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Down down down into the darkness where no gleam of sun or star	Q
Sheds its purifying radiance from the living world afar	Q
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Where in labyrinthine windings darkly hidden down and down	F
Proudly on his marble pillow with old Egypt's double crown	F
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And his mien of cold commandment grasping still his staff of state	O
Rests the mightiest of the Pharaohs whom the world surnamed the Great	O
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Swathed in fine Sidonian linen crossed hands folded on the breast	O
There the mummied Kings of Egypt lie within each painted chest	O
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And upon their dusky foreheads Pleiades of flaming gems	R
Glowing through the nether darkness flash from luminous diadems	R
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Where is Memphis Like a Mirage melted into empty air	N
But these royal gems yet sparkle richly on their raven hair	N
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Where is Thebes in all her glory with her gates of beaten gold	O
Where Syen or that marvel Heliopolis of old	O
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Where is Edfu Where Abydos Where those pillared towns of yore	S
Whose auroral temples glittered by the Nile's thick peopled shore	S
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Gone as evanescent cloudlands Alplike in the afterglow	T
But these Kings hold fast their bodies of four thousand years ago	T
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Sealed up in their Mausoleums in the bowels of the hills	R
There they hide from dissolution and Death's swiftly grinding mills	R
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Scattering fire Ur us serpents guard the Tombs' tremendous gate	O
While Troth holds the trembling balance weighs the heart and seals its fate	O
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And a multitude of mummies in the swaddling clothes of death	P
Ferried o'er the sullen river on and on still hasteneth	P
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And around them and above them blazoned on the rocky walls	R
Crowned with stars enlaced by serpents in divine processionals	R
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Ibis headed jackal featured vulture hooded pass on high	G
Gods on gods through Time's perspectives pilgrims of Eternity	O
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There revealed by fitful flashes in a gloom that may be felt	O
Wild Chim ras flash from darkness glittering like Orion's belt	O
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And on high o'er shining waters in their barks the gods sail by	G
In the Sunboat and the Moonboat rowed across the rose hued sky	G
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Night that was before Creation watches sphinx like starred with eyes	R
And the hours and days are passing and the years and centuries	R
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But these mummied Kings of Egypt pictures of a perished race	R
Lie of Death forgotten face by immemorial face	R
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Though the glorious sun above them burning on the naked plain	F
Clothes the empty wilderness with the golden glowing grain	F
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Though the balmy Moon above them floating in the milky Blue	U
Fills the empty wildernesses with a silver fall of dew	U
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Though life comes and flies unresting like the shadow which a dove	V
Casts upon the Sphinx in passing for a moment from above	V
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Still these mummied Kings of Egypt wrapped in linen fold on fold	O
Bide through the ages in their coffins crowned with crowns of dusky gold	O
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Had the sun once brushed them lightly or a breath of air they must	O
Instantaneously have crumbled into evanescent dust	O
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Pale and passive in their prisons they have conquered chained to death	P
And their lineaments look living now as when they last drew breath	P
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Have they conquered Oh the pity of those Kings within their tombs	R
Locked in stony isolation in those petrifying glooms	R
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Motionless where all is motion in a rolling Universe	R
Heaven by answering their prayer turned it to a deadly curse	R
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Left them fixed where all is fluid in a world of star winged skies	R
Where in myriad transformations all things pass and nothing dies	R
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Nothing dies but what is tethered kept when Time would set it free	O
To fulfil Thought's yearning tension upward through Eternity	O

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