by Luis G. Dato

I stood at Gizeh, where a Pharoah once
The dull horizon of Sahara scanned,
The while obedient, as to God’s command,
And come from all that compassless expanse,
From Tigris even and the rilled Sudans,
By memories centurial caravaned,
The multitude, upon the sterile sand,
Upreared stone chronicles of his romance.

I stood upon the desert, rapt the while,
In wonder, by what duned dominion hid
The rubied hand for whom the giant pile
Sprung, as by dream, beside the river’s lid;
I wondered, with the Sphinx upon the Nile,
And questioned of the tongueless pyramid.

Luis Dato
Luis Dato

Luis G. Dato (July 4, 1906 - January 29, 1985) was a poet, writer and educator from Sta. Cruz, Baao, Camarines Sur. He published books in English including Manila A Collection of verse (1926), My Book of Verses (1936) and the Land of Mai in 1975. He also wrote several books and text in Bikol such as, Vocabulario Bikol-Ingles-Kastila (1963), Cantahon na Bikol (1969), Morfologia kan Tataramon na Bikol (serialized in Naga Times), Patotodon sa Bikol (Bikol Mail) and Sarabihon sa Bikol.

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