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Joseph Friedlander, comp.  The Standard Book of Jewish Verse.  1917.
At Samaria
By Clinton Scollard
WE climbed the hill where from Samaria’s crown
  In marble majesty once looked away
  Toward Hermon, white beneath the Syrian day;
And lo, no vestige of the old renown.
Save a long colonnade bescarred and brown,        5
  Remained to tell of Herod’s regal sway,
  The gold, the gauds, the imperial display,
He heaped on Judah’s erewhile princely town.
Ruin was riotous; decay was king;
  An olive-root engript the topmost stone;        10
  As tho it clutched and crusht the thing called fame;
Seemed as a fragile wind-flower petal blown
  Into the void, the past’s vain glorying,
  And Herod but the shadow of a name!

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