THE MINERS.
“To us our Queen, who in the central earth,
Midst fiery lavas or basaltine seas,
Deep-throned the illimitable waste enjoys,
Enormous solitude, has given these
Her subterraneous realms; bids us dwell here,
In the abyss of darkness, and exert
Immortal alchymy.
“Each devious cleft, each secret cell explore,
And from its fissures draw the ductile ore.”
The Mine: a Dramatic Poem—John Sargent.