Where is the glory of Rome that was ?
Where is the splendour of Greece that was ?
Gone , all gone in the mist of time
Leaving only ruins and dry bones
In their wake
Time ,the great consumer
Waiting
Ever waiting
To consume all that spreads before her
Great or small
Emperors or paupers
All are involved. All will be consumed
And be converted into indifferent dust
What a dreaded tyrant is Time
Waitng
Ever waiting !
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