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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
The Rock of Cashel
By Sir Aubrey de Vere (1788–1846)
 
ROYAL and saintly Cashel! I would gaze
  Upon the wreck of thy departed powers
  Not in the dewy light of matin hours,
Nor in the meridian pomp of summer blaze,
But at the close of dim autumnal days,        5
  When the sun’s parting glance, through slanting showers,
  Sheds o’er thy rock-throned battlements and towers
Such awful gleams as brighten o’er decay’s
Prophetic cheek. At such a time, methinks,
  There breathes from thy lone courts and voiceless aisles        10
A melancholy moral; such as sinks
  On the lone traveler’s heart amid the piles
Of vast Persepolis on her mountain stand,
Or Thebes half buried in the desert sand.
 
 
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