Stone-cutters fighting time with marble, you foredefeated <br />Challengers of oblivion <br />Eat cynical earnings, knowing rock splits, records fall down, <br />The square-limbed Roman letters <br />Scale in the thaws, wear in the rain. The poet as well <br />Builds his monument mockingly; <br />For man will be blotted out, the blithe earth die, the brave sun <br />Die blind and blacken to the heart: <br />Yet stones have stood for a thousand years, and pained thoughts found <br />The honey of peace in old poems.<br /><br />Robinson Jeffers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-the-stone-cutters/
