The Land of Learning

Before noon, savage masks,

Shadows of lanterns on the Colleges,

Of wrought lamps upraised, on the fagades-

Specters of time like enormous cacti,

Like the great blind cast there

Where giant letters their histories spell,

Crowns of thorn spiked at the doors:

Uttered within, the human word

Tells what truth is, in this haunted world,

This land of the mind, in whose sky the sun moves.