'WHAT do you see in that time-touched stone, When nothing is there But ashen blankness, although you give it A rigid stare? 'You look not quite as if you saw, But as if you heard, Parting your lips, and treading softly As mouse or bird. 'It is only the base of a pillar, they'll tell you, That came to us From a far old hill men used to name Areopagus.' - 'I know no art, and I only view A stone from a wall, But I am thinking that stone has echoed The voice of Paul; 'Paul as he stood and preached beside it Facing the crowd, A small gaunt figure with wasted features, Calling out loud 'Words that in all their intimate accents Pattered upon That marble front, and were wide reflected, And then were gone. 'I'm a labouring man, and know but little, Or nothing at all; But I can't help thinking that stone once echoed The voice of Paul.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE SHRINE by RICHARD KENDALL MUNKITTRICK ARAB LOVE SONG by FRANCIS THOMPSON FAREWELL TO THE PILGRIMS by THEODORE M. BAKKE A VILLANELLE OF SPRING by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE CAPTAIN by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |