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Safe in their alabaster chambers, / Untouched by morning and untouched by noon, / Sleep the meek members of the resurrection, / Rafter of satin, and roof of stone.
Light laughs the breeze in her castle of sunshine; / Babbles the bee in a stolid ear; / Pipe the sweet birds in ignorant cadence, -- / Ah, what sagacity perished here!
Grand go the years in the crescent above them; / Worlds scoop their arcs, and firmaments row, / Diadems drop and Doges surrender, / Soundless as dots on a disk of snow.