Chapter 14
time by charles marie stebbins read for librivox dot org by larry wilson the clock of time has sounded from the belfry tower of space its silent echoes falling steal on with mystic pace the clock ticks on on ever and the same quaint tick as before and the leaves of the future rustle as they have done of yore the future is but the present the present is but the past and that lies in the boundless always to live and last End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
