AROUSE thee, O Greece! and remember the day, When the millions of Xerxes were quell'd on their way! Arouse thee, O Greece! let the pride of thy name Awake in thy bosom the light of thy fame! Why hast thou shone in the temple of glory? Why hast thou blaz'd in those annals of fame? For know, that the former bright page of thy story Proclaims but thy bondage and tells but thy shame: Proclaims from how high thou art fallen -- how low Thou art plung'd in the dark gulf of thraldom and woe! Arouse thee, O Greece! from the weight of thy slumbers! The chains are upon thee! -- arise from thy sleep! Remember the time, when nor nations nor numbers Could break thy thick phalanx embodied and deep. Old Athens and Sparta remember the morning, When the swords of the Grecians were red to the hilt: And, the bright gem of conquest her chaplet adorning, Plataea rejoic'd at the blood that ye spilt! Remember the night, when, in shrieks of affright, The fleets of the East in your ocean were sunk: Remember each day, when, in battle array, From the fountain of glory how largely ye drunk! For there is not ought that a freeman can fear, As the fetters of insult, the name of a slave; And there is not a voice to a nation so dear, As the war-song of freedom that calls on the brave. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OWL AGAINST ROBIN by SIDNEY LANIER TO AMERICA by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE SMACK IN SCHOOL by WILLIAM PITT PALMER PRAYER OF COLUMBUS by WALT WHITMAN NAENIAE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |