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A source-book of ancient history - The Search For Mecca

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—<br />

<strong>The</strong> fight is<br />

for home and<br />

country.<br />

Those who<br />

fail in the<br />

war will be<br />

forced into<br />

miserable<br />

exile.<br />

Greece, 62 f.;<br />

Ancient<br />

World, 119.<br />

Let the<br />

brave fight<br />

in frontl<br />

142 <strong>The</strong> Poets and the Philosophers<br />

-oTLt^' shameful thing for an elder to fall in battle in front <strong>of</strong><br />

<strong>The</strong> poet<br />

addresses all<br />

the Spartans<br />

as descendants<br />

<strong>of</strong> the<br />

hero HWa-<br />

:les; Ancient<br />

World, 92.<br />

grievous to leave one's city and rich farm and to wander<br />

begging with a dear mother, an aged father, Httle children<br />

and wedded wife. One driven about by need and hateful<br />

penury will seem a foe to all<br />

among whom he comes.<br />

Every kind <strong>of</strong> dishonor and evil will pursue him.<br />

If for<br />

such a wanderer there is no care or respect or heed or pity,<br />

then let us fight with heart for this our country; let us die<br />

for children's sake with no stint <strong>of</strong> life. Come, youths,<br />

to battle, firm standing by comrade's side; begin not<br />

shameful flight and panic. Do not by retreat abandon<br />

the old whose knees no more are supple; indeed it is a<br />

youths—the aged man with white head and hoary beard,<br />

breathing out his valiant soul in<br />

the very dust, covering<br />

bloody wounds with his own hands,—his person stripped<br />

a sight to stir up pity and revenge. But to the young,<br />

all this is fitting while yet remains the brilliant bloom <strong>of</strong><br />

lovely youth, admired <strong>of</strong> men, adored <strong>of</strong> women while<br />

he lives; and when he has fallen in the front—still beautiful.<br />

<strong>The</strong>n with firm poise with both feet fixed on earth,<br />

tgfith biting lip, let each man stand his ground!<br />

^ Ye <strong>of</strong> the race <strong>of</strong> Heracles unconquered, be brave;<br />

^eus turns not away in disfavor.<br />

Fear not nor dread a<br />

mass <strong>of</strong> men; let each bring shield quick into the front<br />

rank, holding his own Hfe hateful but death's black fates<br />

dear as sunbeams.<br />

<strong>For</strong> well ye know the war-god's actions<br />

all-annihilating, that cause the tears to flow; well have ye<br />

learned the wrath <strong>of</strong> troublous war.<br />

Of fleeing and pursuing<br />

<strong>of</strong>t have ye told, young men, and <strong>of</strong> both have ye<br />

pushed into surfeit.<br />

Now let those who dare, side by side,<br />

advance as champions into closest fray; thus fewer die<br />

and they save the. host behind; but when some are cov/ards,<br />

all bravery has departed. No one could in words recount

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