Best Antiquarian Poems

In dust-laden silence, past the reach of day,
The mansion's library whispered of forgotten tales,
Its heartbeat echoed in the books arrayed.

Time's soft touch graced each spine and page,
Among them, Dickens stood with solemn grace,
Austen's wit lingered, untouched by age.

Balzac's illusions, faded, not effaced,
Eliot's Floss, its flow...

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