. Men of old Greece, by Jennie Hall. EAST END OP THE PARTHENON eaves, the golden ornaments on peak and onstatues, burned. The level beams of thesun shot under the broad porch. Theyshone upon the gods seated there in marblerelief above other columns, waiting to Phidias and the Parthenon 2L> receive the procession. And in the pedi-ment Athene had just sprung from the headof Zeus. And the gods stood about andwatched with awe. The people could be silent no forgot the holy prayers to come. Theyshouted, Athene, Athene! And for a minute they turned to talkamong themselves. I feel as th
. Men of old Greece, by Jennie Hall. EAST END OP THE PARTHENON eaves, the golden ornaments on peak and onstatues, burned. The level beams of thesun shot under the broad porch. Theyshone upon the gods seated there in marblerelief above other columns, waiting to Phidias and the Parthenon 2L> receive the procession. And in the pedi-ment Athene had just sprung from the headof Zeus. And the gods stood about andwatched with awe. The people could be silent no forgot the holy prayers to come. Theyshouted, Athene, Athene! And for a minute they turned to talkamong themselves. I feel as though I were treading themeadow of Olympus and gazing at the godsthemselves, said one. It seems like a living thing, spoke someone else. After a moment of gazing, the processionbegan to march in through the great bronzedoors. As soon as people passed the thresh-old, they fell silent. For there, far in thegreat, dim room, shone a statue. It was litby one wide beam of sun. Tall as theroom, Athene looked mildly down upon 216 Men of Old
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