<h3 id="The_Unchanged">The Unchanged</h3>
<p>IF we could salvage Babylon<br/>
From times’s grim heap of dust and bones;<br/>
If we could charm cool waters back<br/>
To sing against her thirsty stones;<br/>
If, on a day,<br/>
We two should stray<br/>
Down some long, Babylonian way—<br/>
Perhaps the strangest sight of all<br/>
Would be the street boys playing ball.</p>
<p>If through Pompeii’s agelong night<br/>
A yellow sun again might shine,<br/>
And little, sea-born breezes lift<br/>
The hair of lovers sipping wine,<br/>
If, in some fair,<br/>
Dim temple there,<br/>
We watched Pompeii come to prayer—<br/>
Not the strange altar would surprise<br/>
But strangeness of familiar eyes!</p>
<p>Ay, should our magic straightly wake<br/>
Atlantis from her sea-rocked sleep<br/>
And we on some Processional<br/>
Look down where dancing maidens leap,<br/>
If one flushed maid<br/>
Beside us stayed<br/>
To tie more firm her loosened braid—<br/>
Would not the shaking wonder be<br/>
To find her just like you and me?</p>
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