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Not on such vain aids relying,
Can the human heart
Triumph o’er the dead and dying,
It must know its part
In the glorious hopes that wait
The bright openings of the portal,
Far beyond the sky—
Faith, whose promise is immortal,
Life, that cannot die.
These, and stronger than the state
Of the kings of fair Golconda,
Of Golconda’s ancient kings.
* Thevenot gives a splendid description of these tombs. In addition to their architectural decoration, they were hung with embroidered satin.
