There The Oil-Lamp Burnt. Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
There The Oil-Lamp Burnt.
There the oil-lamp burnt.
Flickering of times as
In a film of history
It burnt and lighted.
Creaking heard I in the
Humid crypt wherein
Flickering and burning
The light dimmed yet turned
And scene after scene
The whole tale went
The whole tale built
And that was history.
Thursday, January 23, 2014
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