Now mighty pyramids the sight surprise,
On  plain the spiral tow'rs arise.
here magnificently shrouds
Its lofty head among surrounding clouds:
By  built, the daring structure stood
The fury of the universal flood.
and  pointed tops ascend,
And o'er the fields their lengthning shades extend;
Their compass sacred to the dead remain,
Within eternal night and silence reign;
No lightsom ray salutes them from the sky,
But glaring lamps depending from on high,
With sickly gleams the hollow space supply.
Here ancient kings, embalm'd with wond'rous cost,
A long exemption from corruption boast:
In artful figures some are sitting plac'd,
With fruitless pomp, and idle ensigns grac'd;
While others stretch'd in sleeping postures lie,
On folding carpets of imperial dye:
Their hov'ring ghosts, pleas'd with this mimick pride,
Among the breathless carcases reside.
But what prodigious things within were shewn,
Were to the  stranger yet unknown,
Astonish'd at their outward bulk alone.