EARTHLY POMP

by: Nathaniel Hawthorne (1804-1864)

      H, earthly pomp is but a dream,
      And like a meteor's short-lived gleam;
      And all the sons of glory soon
      Will rest beneath the mould'ring stone.
      And Genius is a star whose light
      Is soon to sink in endless night,
      And heavenly beauty's angel form
      Will bend like flower in winter's storm.

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