OUR HERITAGE.
“Retire within thyself, O mortal Man!”
Was the grand doctrine of the classic age,
From whence has come the imperishable page
Of rarest wisdom that the eye may scan.
The city that Augustus raised—nay, mighty Pan,
And all the wonders penned by bard and sage
Have vanished ’neath the unconquerable rage
Of rival factions since their doom began.