Thomas Bailey Aldrich



The Iron Age

by Thomas Bailey Aldrich

The big-lipped Sphinx, with bent perplexed brow,
Crouches in desert sand, inert and pale,
Hearing the engine's raucous scream, that now
Sends Echo flying through the Memphian vale.


Flower And Thorn: Later Poems
Copyright 1876
James R. Osgood And Company, Boston