CHORUS. Lord of Athens' holy ground, Delicate Ionia's king, Hear the brass-belled clarion sound, To the battle summoning! Are the boundaries of our land Circled by an evil foe, With whom bands of soldiers go? Does some crafty robber-band Drive the flocks and herds away, Though the shepherds say them nay? What is it that frights you so? For, methinks, if any one, You have young men to give aid, Mighty men and unafraid, Pandion's and Creusa's son. AEGEUS. From the Isthmus far away Lately came a message here -- Prowess more than man can say, And a warrior without peer! Mighty Sinis has he slain -- Stronger mortal was there none, Cronus' seed, Poseidon's son -- And the sow that murdered men Found its death in Cremmyon's vales, And proud Sciron tells no tales! Down is wrestling Cercyon; From Procoptes' hand he cast His great hammer easily, Giving him his match at last -- Ah! but what the end will be! CHORUS. Who and whence can this man be? What the raiment he has on? Does he lead a company In warlike caparison? Does he with his guards alone Like a merchant-traveller come To another people's home -- Strength's and valour's paragon? Such his courage who has thrust These men's powers to the dust. Some god spurs him on to bring Punishment to the unjust. Else he could not easily Find so often victory. Time will show us everything. AEGEUS. With two men alone comes he; Round his neck a sword he wears With a hilt of ivory, In his hands two javelins bears, And a fine Laconian cap Covers up his golden head; While his chest a coat of red And Thessalian mantle wrap. From his eyes a tawny fire Flashes with volcanic ire. Proud with youth's first years his tread, Thoughts of fighting fill his soul, Where the War God likes to play, -- War and battle's loud array -- Glorious Athens is his goal! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SOUTH COUNTRY by HILAIRE BELLOC ODE TO A HUMAN HEART by SAMUEL LAMAN BLANCHARD DE PROFUNDIS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING IN EARLIEST SPRING by WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS A TERRE (BEING THE PHILOSOPHY OF MANY SOLDIERS) by WILFRED OWEN PICTURESQUE; A FRAGMENT by JOHN AIKIN TO AN ETHICAL PREACHER by BRENT DOW ALLINSON |