History of Ancient Egypt. George Rawlinson

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      Of awful wonders hid

       In yonder dread Pyramid,

       The home of magic fears;

       Of chambers vast and lonely,

       Watched by the Genii only,

       Who tend their masters' long-forgotten biers,

       And treasures that have shone

       On cavern walls alone,

       For thousand, thousand years.

      Would she but tell. She knows

       Of the old Pharaohs;

       Could count the Ptolemies' long line;

       Each mighty myth's original hath seen,

       Apis, Anubis,—ghosts that haunt between

       The bestial and divine,—

       (Such he that sleeps in Philæ,—he that stands

       In gloom unworshipped, 'neath his rock-hewn lane,—

       And they who, sitting on Memnonian sands,

       Cast their long shadows o'er the desert plain:)

       Hath marked Nitocris pass,

       And Oxymandyas

       Deep-versed in many a dark Egyptian wile,—

       The Hebrew boy hath eyed

       Cold to the master's bride;

       And that Medusan stare hath frozen the smile

       Of all her love and guile,

       For whom the Cæsar sighed,

       And the world-loser died,—

       The darling of the Nile.