Arthur Henry Adams - Civilisation lyrics

One moment mankind rides the crested wave, A moment glorious, beyond recall; And then the wave, with slow and ma**ive fall, Obliterates the beauty that it gave. When discrowned king and manumitted slave Are free and equal to be slaves of all, Democracies in their wide freedom brawl, And go down shouting to a common grave. So one by one the petals of the rose Shrivel and fade, and all its splendour goes Back to the earth; and in her arms embraced Through wintry centuries the dead seeds sleep Till spring comes troubling them, and they unleap, Once more their petals on the world to waste.