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The End
Φιλοφρον Ησυχια .....
τυ γαρ το μαλθακον ερξαι τε και παθειν ομως
επιστασαι καιρω συν ατρεκει:
τυ δ', οποταν τις αμειλιχον
καρδια κοτον ενελαση
τραχεια δυσμενεων
υπαντιαξαισα κρατει τιθεις
υβριν εν αντλω.
—Pindar, Pythian viii.
τυ γαρ το μαλθακον ερξαι τε και παθειν ομως
επιστασαι καιρω συν ατρεκει:
τυ δ', οποταν τις αμειλιχον
καρδια κοτον ενελαση
τραχεια δυσμενεων
υπαντιαξαισα κρατει τιθεις
υβριν εν αντλω.
—Pindar, Pythian viii.
Since yet a wilder storm its clamorous woe
About all homes must wail, and field by field
Grow full of graves, and Youth's blithe heyday yield,
Quelled in the bitter death-hour, quenching so
The hope of Age bereft; since halt must go
More swift feet, more sun-loving eyes be sealed
In livelong dark; since lust and ravin wield
The brute's fell power o'er right and ruth laid low:
About all homes must wail, and field by field
Grow full of graves, and Youth's blithe heyday yield,
Quelled in the bitter death-hour, quenching so
The hope of Age bereft; since halt must go
More swift feet, more sun-loving eyes be sealed
In livelong dark; since lust and ravin wield
The brute's fell power o'er right and ruth laid low:
Yea, since through clouds that weave a night in night
One lonely camp-fire fades from hosts afar,
Whither still in loss and scathe and ruin's despite
Toil we as men whose quest is toward a star:
Even for this cause, though Hell waste Earth, we fight
To no war's end save endless end of War.
One lonely camp-fire fades from hosts afar,
Whither still in loss and scathe and ruin's despite
Toil we as men whose quest is toward a star:
Even for this cause, though Hell waste Earth, we fight
To no war's end save endless end of War.
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