Pompeii

P OMPEII sat smiling in the sun,
She was a city young and fair,
The loved, the cherished, chosen one
Of grim Vesuvius tow'ring there.

Pompeii woke trembling in the night,
O livid night of lava sweat!
She hung her head to shut the sight,
And in her terror hideth yet.
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