And, lo! a magic city rose.”—Marjorie Meade.
“It went up like a rocket and came down like a stick.”—Thomas Paine.
“Yet golde all is not that doth golden seeme.”—Spenser.
“Can it be that this is all remains of life.”—Bryon.
“What it is to eat forbidden fruit and find it a turnip!”—Flora Annie Steel.
“Old Rhinestein’s walls are crumbled now.”—Birch Arnold.
“For this will never hold water again.”—J. Fenimore Cooper.
“Of the vanished drama no image was there left.”—William Morris.
