Classic Poem

Eternity! Eternity!
How long art thou, Eternity?
For still to thee man's little life
Darts, like the daring steed to strife;
Swifter than post,—than home-bound bark,—
Or arrow speeding to the mark.
Think, mortal, of Eternity!

Eternity! Eternity!
How long art thou, Eternity?
A circle infinite art thou,
Whose centre is the Eternal Now;
The vast circumference men call Never,
For that it finds no end for ever.
Think, mortal, of Eternity!