PAUL PREACHING AT ATHENS.
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Greece! though thy sculptured walls
Have with thy triumphs and thy glories rung,
And, through thy temples and thy pillared halls,
Immortal poets sung,—
No sounds like these have rent your startled air,
They open realms of light, and bid you enter there.
Have with thy triumphs and thy glories rung,
And, through thy temples and thy pillared halls,
Immortal poets sung,—
No sounds like these have rent your startled air,
They open realms of light, and bid you enter there.
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