Figure D17 ASH

From that ill chamber, in the solar track—

But still below, where never sun has shone—

And still in ancient time, we find a black

And cindered remnant of a world long gone,

HADEAN Earth, when fire danced upon

A sea of molten rock; when creatures dire

Disported in the lava. Pale and wan

To them would seem our world of buried fire,

The cooling of the crust to them a a funeral pyre.