THE EMPIRE1902They said that it had feet of clay,That its fall was sure and quick.In the flames of yesterdayAll the clay was burned to brick.When they carved our epitaphAnd marked us doomed beyond recall,"We are," we answered, with a laugh,"The Empire that declines to fall."
They said that it had feet of clay,That its fall was sure and quick.In the flames of yesterdayAll the clay was burned to brick.When they carved our epitaphAnd marked us doomed beyond recall,"We are," we answered, with a laugh,"The Empire that declines to fall."