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Ebenezer Elliott 17811849The Builders
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Come duly, as of old;
Winds blow, suns set, and morning saith.
“Ye hills, put on your gold.”
Dead Solon is not dead;
Thy splendid name, Pythagoras,
O’er realms of suns is spread.
Are letters traced in dust:
Read them, earth’s tyrants! ponder well
The might in which ye trust!
Their vain creators sounded;
They fell, because on fraud and force
Their corner-stones were founded.
Are powers that ever stand;
They build their temples in the soul,
And work with God’s right hand.