The Pyramid of Cheops

Richard A. Proctor (1837–1888)

"The hills are shadows, and they flowFrom form to form, and nothing stands;Like mists they melt, the solid lands;Like clouds, they shape themselves and go."

"There rolls the deep, where grew the tree;Oh, earth, what changes hast thou seen!There, where the loud street roars, hath beenThe stillness of the central sea."