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Fuess and Stearns, comps. The Little Book of Society Verse. 1922.

By. Walter Savage Landor

Verse

PAST ruin’d Dion Helen lives,

Alcestis rises from the shades;

Verse calls them forth; ’t is verse that gives

Immortal youth to mortal maids.

Soon shall Oblivion’s deepening veil

Hide all the peopled hills you see,

The gay, the proud, while lovers hail

These many summers you and me.