Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MIDNIGHT ON MARATHON (A GREEK SUPERSTITION), by MARY ELIZABETH HEWITT Poet's Biography First Line: When midnight to the peasant yields Last Line: "and ""christ"" thy battle-cry?" Alternate Author Name(s): Moore, Mary Elizabeth Subject(s): Superstition | ||||||||
WHEN midnight to the peasant yields The meed from labour won, 'T is said the sleeping legions rise On storied Marathon. Their banner, with its sacred bird Flung proudly to the sky, Down sweeps again the Athenian host, To conquer, or to die. Again the air-forged falchion cleaves The turban of the Mede, And sinks beneath the shadowy spear The Persian and his steed. Amid the pale, contending hosts The watcher may behold The shade of THESEUS lead the fight, As on that day of old.* The rush of spectral war is heard, And clearly on the breeze Comes from the fiercely-charging band The cry, "MILTIADES!" Where'er that glorious shape appears, Wherever sounds that cry, Again the phantom cohorts reel. Again they turn and fly. They fly, as from that field of gore The smitten Asian fled; And Marathon lies calm once more, Above her silent dead. And thou, when darkness o'er thee lies, And fears to being start; And strong conflicting memories rise From that deep grave, the heart -- Oh Soul! appall'd with doubt and dread, How would all terrors fly, Were FAITH thy leader in the flight, And "CHRIST" thy battle-cry? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET WRITTEN IN DISGUST OF VULGAR SUPERSTITION by JOHN KEATS I WISH I WAS BY THAT DIM LAKE by THOMAS MOORE THE MYSTIC by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY REMEMBRANCE by ELIZABETH M. COOPER THE TRIUMPH OF SUPERSTITION, RAPHAEL AND IANTHE by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL SUPERSTITION by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER CHORUS OF TARTARS by FULKE GREVILLE HONEYMOON TIME AT AN INN by THOMAS HARDY ALONE by MARY ELIZABETH HEWITT |
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