CCLIV + 

How blind is he who, powerless to discern + 

The glories that about his pathway burn, + 

Walks unaware the avenues of Dream, + 

Nor sees the domes of Paradise agleam! + 

O Golden Age, to him more nobly planned + 

Thy light lies ever upon sea and land. + 

From sordid scenes he lifts his eyes at will, + 

And sees a Grecian god on every hill! + 