Classic Poem

Over the gods that guard the funeral-jars,
Those mighty sons of Horus,
Hapi, Amset, Duamutef, Kebehsenuf,
Are greater gods,
Nephthys, Isis, Neith and Seket,
Guarding the guardian-gods!

Over them all,
And over all the dead,
The dead that live, the dead that never lived,
Over the great and greater,
Over the very small—
Even this little jar of song,
Dead dreams that will not die—