Within The Tiny Pantheon We Stood Together Silently, Leaving The Restless Crowd Awhile As Ships Find Shelter From The Sea. The Ancient Centuries Came Back To Cover Us A Moment'S Space, And Thro' The Dome The Light Was Glad Because It Shone Upon Your Face. Ah, Not From Rome But Farther Still, Beyond Sun-Smitten Salamis, The Moment Took Us, Till You Stooped To Find The Present With A Kiss.