The Voices Of Hellas

Time, that has crumbled to impotent nothingness Empire on empire, towering in arrogance, Time, at whose finger invisibly commanding Their bannered battalions marched to oblivion, Time stays motionless when are heard the voices Of Hellas, proclaiming over a wondering world Wisdom and joy and the radiance of reality Disclosed as in an eternal sunrise. Clear as the mountain--peaks (O many--mountained Hellas!) soar in the morning splendour When the valleys below them drowse in shadow, Those voices into the light uplift us. Now in the hour of menacing malignity Hellas, holding the ancient passes Stands for the world's cause, knowing it invincible, Knowing that beside her stand the Immortals.