DANTE

by: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)

      FT have I seen at some cathedral door
      A labourer, pausing in the dust and heat,
      Lay down his burden, and with reverent feet
      Enter, and cross himself, and on the floor
      Kneel to repeat his paternoster o'er;
      Far off the noises of the world retreat;
      The loud vociferations of the street
      Become an undistinguishable roar.
      So, as I enter here from day to day,
      And leave my burden at this minster gate,
      Kneeling in prayer, and not ashamed to pray,
      The tumult of the time disconsolate
      To inarticulate murmurs dies away,
      While the eternal ages watch and wait.

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