“He first deceased : she for a little tried
To live without him, liked it not, and died.”
There they stand,
those old antagonists,
posing at the head of the high-walled city,
that vast coronet of ruin.
Above them, the daily familiar
blue glare of God’s regard,
far beneath them,
their radiant Aegean.
Arm in arm they stand
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