Katharine Lee Bates - Abu Simbel II lyrics

The temple-cliff against the soft, deep blue Of Nubia's star-sown sky stands ashen-grey, Save where like sifted snow or frosted spray The moonlight blanches it. Supreme in view Sit throned the four colossi, emblems true Of thine illimitable pride, thou clay, Dust of the desert, Ramses, strewn to-day In shattered images thine Egypt through. Yet the stupendous Four are meek to Him Graved at the hewn rock's heart, eternal, dim, A God with Gods. With that dread Trinity, Burning Harmachis, and the d**h-white Ptah And, Lord of Thrones, the high-plumed Ammon-Ra, The Pharaoh mates his mock divinity.