And softly spoke;

Quick speeding unto cheek and eyes,

All unforbid,

Trembling in speech so pure and wise,

No more heart-hid.

Her lover waits no more to win,

Early and late;

Love-crowned, he proud hath passed within

Her pure heart’s gate.

ST. PAUL ON MARS’ HILL;
OR, THE MEETING OF CHRISTIANITY AND GREEK PHILOSOPHY.