They say the monkeys hold their barbarous court
Where once the kings of Ind governed and fought.
On grass-cracked paving stones the jungle grows
And none give ancient palaces a thought.
They say the elephant roams yet the plains
And lions hunt, raising their mighty manes
Where once great, mighty nations lived and died
Then disappeared. Never the beast complains.
They say mammoth monsters of the deeps
Conceal themselves in caverns where none sleeps
So many fathoms down beneath blue seas
Whose silence preserves all their mysteries.