Here you will find the Poem In Egypt. of poet Robert Crawford
Speak softly, wake her not! We all must die. This is a sleep that wraps her in secure From Caesar's luck. Yet is that veiny bosom Warm where now love's despair wrought life's undoing, Or it may be life's parting, love's renewing, So all's not over yet. See you, and how She sleeps in his esteem, and he in hers, Conjoined in Song's immortal monument; While Caesar triumphs on through Syria, And these two lie in Egypt ? so together, And, through the working of a worm, for ever.
