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When Man is gone and only gods remain
To stride the world, their mighty bodies hung
With golden shields, and golden curls outflung
Above their childish foreheads; when the plain
Round skull of Man is lifted and again
Abandoned by the ebbing wave, among
The sand and pebbles of the beach,-what tongue
Will tell the marvel of the human brain? Heavy with music once this windy shell, / Heavy with knowledge of the clustered stars; The one-time tenant of this draughty hall
Himself, in learned pamphlet, did foretell, / After some aeons of study jarred by wars, / This toothy gourd, this head emptied of all.