Numerous glass negatives waited,
casually archived on wide windowsill,
old Mount Ievers images reinstated,
curious, kind photographer, thrilled.
Ghostly images all covered in dust:
proud this Georgian mansion stands,
hippo-hipped ladies, large in bust,
dainty parasols held in genteel hands.
Big dogs patiently pull baby heirs,
al fresco family picnics, staff stand stiff,
well dressed children pose on stairs:
all survive rebel threat, inferno whiff.
Bike light through negatives burned,
resurrected an earlier elegance,
life-breath to long-dead returned:
privileged poses, assumed arrogance.
Carefully copied, hundreds of plates,
previous occupants curiously observed,
Dora delights, we work hard and late:
big house history now pixel preserved.