Poemas sobre el tema: sarcophagus

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Maxwell Bodenheim

Minna XXV

Upon an arched sarcophagus of pain Are figures painted in arrested embraces With outlines so light that we must bend close to see: Old loves almost merging to one tone Of pale regret that holds An inner glow of dead weeping. Our lips cling and our breath winds to a hand With touch like summer rain Blending the arrested figures upon the arched sarcophagus of pain.
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ContemplativoCarl Sandburg

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Napoleon shifted, Restless in the old sarcophagus And murmured to a watchguard : "Who goes there?" " Twenty-one million men. Soldiers, armies, guns, Twenty-one million Afoot, horseback. In the air. Under the sea." And Napoleon turned to his sleep : " It is not my world answering ; It is some dreamer who knows not The world I marched in From Calais to Moscow." And he slept on