There The Oil-Lamp Burnt.
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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There the oil-lamp burnt.
Flickering of times as
In a film of history
It burnt and lighted.
Creaking heard I in the
Humid crypt wherein
Flickering and burning
The light dimmed yet turned
And scene after scene
The whole tale went
The whole tale built
And that was history.
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