The mists that deeply veiled historic rays,
Thou art dispelling with resistless hand;
And dynasties that flourished ere the days
When Abraham forsook the promised land,
No longer noteless, nameless, boldly claim
Their lofty tablet in the arch of fame.
Thy curious finger with a magic key
Unlocked the store of ages, and the light,
Flooding the pass of time, sublime and free,
Decks ruined temples in its vesture bright: