“Smitten by Him, from towering hopes degraded,
Mortals lie low and still;
Tireless and effortless works forth its will
The arm divine!
God from His holy seat, in calm of unarmed power,
Brings forth the deed at its appointed hour!”
The End.
FOOTNOTES
[1]This was an older Parthenon which existed before the one erected at the time of Pericles.
[2]Market-place.