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 To learned Athens, led by fame, As once the man of Tarsus came, With pity and surprise Midst idol altars as he stood, O'er sculptured marble, brass and wood, He rolled his awful eyes. But one, apart, his notice caught, That seemed with higher meaning fraught, Graved on the wounded stone; Nor form nor name was there expressed; Deep reverence filled the musing breast, Perusing, "To the God unknown."