John Clare - Earth's Eternity lyrics

Man, Earth's poor shadow! talks of Earth's decay But hath it nothing of eternal kin? No majesty that shall not pa** away? No soul of greatness springing up within? Thought marks without hoar shadows of sublime Pictures of power, which if not doomed to win Eternity, stand laughing at old Time For ages: in the grand ancestral line Of things eternal, mounting to divine I read Magnificence where ages pay Worship like conquered foes to the Apennine Because they could not conquer. There sits Day Too high for Night to come at--mountains shine Outpeering Time, too lofty for decay