Self-taught, unaided, poor, reviled, contemned, Beset with enemies, by friends betrayed, As madman and fanatic oft condemned, Yet in thy noble cause still undismayed! Leonidas thy courage could not boast; Less numerous were his foes, his hand more strong; Alone, unto a more than Persian host, Thou hast undauntedly given battle long. Nor shall thou singly wage the unequal strife; Now to thy aid with spear and shield I rush, And freely do I offer up my life And bid my heart's blood find a wound to gush! New volunteers are trooping to the field -- To die we are prepared, but not an inch to yield. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAST SIGNAL by THOMAS HARDY A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 1. 1887 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN FOR THE HOLY FAMILY, BY MICHELANGELO (IN THE NATIONAL GALLERY) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI ENGLAND IN 1819 by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY AMBITION AND CONTENT; A FABLE by MARK AKENSIDE FOUR SONNETS: 1 by FRANK DAVIS ASHBURN |