THE KEYSTONE.
The singing wire has spanned its perilous
way Into the vale of ancient holy things. Across the Nile and desert waste it flings Its babbling tongue; where once o’er kingly clay The God of Silence held unchallenged
sway. Do sleeping monarchs hear vague whis-
perings And mutter to the Sphinx, “These speaking strings The straining peasants bear, whose gift are they ? The poet’s dream the scientist made real; He snared elusive fancies in his net And wed them to achievement. Should
the seal . Of royal favour on his brotv be set Or grace the dreamer’s?” Hark! the Sphinx: “ I kneel To Egypt’s straining peasant. Kings forget.”, —Clyde Robei’tson, in the Poetry Review.
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Otago Witness, Issue 3854, 24 January 1928, Page 73
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114THE KEYSTONE. Otago Witness, Issue 3854, 24 January 1928, Page 73
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