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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=118676" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Tomb in Tuscany</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=118676" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In Montepulciano fair,—<br>Long famous for that vintage rare,<br>Prized by the giver of the vine<br>Above all wine—<br>There dwelt a man whose years had taught him<br>To seek, beyond what wealth had brought him,<br>Something to give his transient name<br>A lasting fame.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=118676" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">"For lordly palaces," he said,<br>"Shall crumble; ay, and bastions dread,<br>And temples grave and gardens gay<br>Become as they;<br>Each vaunted image of my power<br>Shall perish like a wayside flower,<br>And like the hawk my hand hath fed<br>Lie waste and dead.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=118676" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">"Wherefore, ere yet my days be spent,<br>I will uprear a monument<br>That 'gainst the envious floods of Time<br>Shall stand sublime;<br>My treasures vast shall serve and cherish</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=118676" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">An art too heavenly to perish:<br>A beauty, born of passion pure,<br>That shall endure!"</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=118676" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So spoke he; and now lies asleep,<br>While near him forms angelic keep<br>Unwearied watch, and from decay<br>Guard him alway:<br>Rare, sculptured forms that blend his story<br>With Donatello's deathless glory,<br>And make mankind his debtors be<br>Eternally.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=118676" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">For lordly castles, as he said,<br>Have crumbled; ay, and bastions dread,<br>And temples grave and gardens gay<br>Become as they.<br>Each vaunted image of his power<br>Has perished like a wayside flower,<br>But living in the art he fed,<br>He is not dead!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Florence+Earle+Coates">Florence Earle Coates</a></strong> from <em><a href="http://sources.citatepedia.com/from.php?a=Florence+Earle+Coates&d=Poems">Poems</a></em></div>

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