<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=544083" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Workman To The Gods</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once Phidias stood, with hammer in his hand, <br>Carving Minerva from the breathing stone, <br>Tracing with love the winding of a hair, <br>A single hair upon her head, whereon <br>A youth of Athens cried, “O Phidias, <br>Why do you dally on a hidden hair? <br>When she is lifted to the lofty front <br>Of the Parthenon, no human eye will see.” <br>And Phidias thundered on him: “Silence, slave: <br>Men will not see, but the Immortals will!”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edwin+Markham">Edwin Markham</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=544083" data-title="A Workman To The Gods de Edwin Markham" data-description="Once Phidias stood, with hammer in his hand, Carving Minerva from the breathing stone, Tracing with love the winding of a hair, A single hair upon her head, whereon A youth of Athens cried, “O Phidias, Why do you dally on a hidden hair? Wh..."></div> </div> </div>

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