Troy went, and Babylon the great is low;
Carthage is like a withered tamarind;
To Baalbeck no more the camels go-
But thistledown still floats upon the wind.
The long, long pedigree of race decays,
The pride and pomp of kings is disciplined,
Might sinks to dust, and lost are crowns and bays,
But thistledown still floats upon the wind.
(Dame Mary Gilmore DBE)
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