We men of Earth have here the stuff
Of Paradise – we have enough!
We need no other stones to build
The Temple of the Unfulfilled –
No other ivory for the doors –
No other marble for the floors –
No other cedar for the beam
And dome of man’s immortal dream.
Here on the paths of every-day –
Here on the common human way
Is all the stuff the gods would take
To build a Heaven, to mold and make
New Edens. Ours is the stuff sublime
To build Eternity in time!
(Edwin Markham)
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