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(19 October 1784 – 28 August 1859 / Southgate, London)

Clothes

Poem By Anne Sexton

It flows through old hushed Egypt and its sands,
Like some grave mighty thought threading a dream,
And times and things, as in that vision, seem
Keeping along it their eternal stands,--
Caves, pillars, pyramids, the shepherd bands
That roamed through the young world, the glory extreme
Of high Sesostris, and that southern beam,
The laughing queen that caught the world's great hands.
Then comes a mightier silence, stern and strong,
As of a world left empty of its throng,
And the void weighs on us; and then we wake,
And hear the fruitful stream lapsing along
'Twixt villages, and think how we shall take
Our own calm journey on for human sake.

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some great mighty thought threading a dream Our own calm journey on for human sake. Beautiful lines here, excellent job. Please sir read my poem Your Smile, thanks.
A very well composed poetry.
very nice poetry profundly
A beautifully conceived nature poem portraying the marvelous course of journey of river Nile through Egypt. Thanks for sharing it here.
River Nile and in its long journey a nice poem.


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