I am the pillars of the house;
The keystone of the arch am I.
Take me away, and roof and wall Would fall to ruin...
By Saaheer Arman
Silent is the house: all are laid asleep:
One alone looks out o’er the snow-wreaths deep,
Watching every cloud, dreading...
Ah! happy he, upon whose birth each god
Looks down in love, whose earliest sleep the bright
Idalia cradles, whose young ...