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“Low lie her towers, sole relics of her sway;

Her desert shores a few sad fragments keep;

Shrines, temples, cities, kingdoms, states decay;

O’er urns and arch triumphal, deserts sweep

Their sands, and lions roar, or ivies creep.”

The Rising Son; or, the Antecedents and Advancement of the Colored Race

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