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Posted: 13-Aug-2008, 07:37 AM
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I await Command
In front, across the PLain
My narrowed vision
Does show a scene
The likes before
I've never seen.
Proud Persia, Sixty
Thousand strong
Arrayed before us
A mighty throng.
"Tis hot
The Hoplon strains
My weary arm
My Doru's blade does
Shimmer in the sun
The Xiphos at my side
Does weight my hip
And Greaves do chafe
My restless legs.
Throat and mouth
Are parched and dry
In silent voice for
Water cry.
Command to rest
Does stir the ranks
Our thirst to quench
To Gods give thanks
Again form up
Is given sound
And spear butts
Slam against the ground
Advance, the Medes await
And we step forward
To our Fate
Seven thousand strong
Athenians fight
With a thousand
Plateans to our
Left and right
Command to halt
Then slowly back
To draw the Persians
To our trap
We Hoplites stop
To stand here firm
While our left wing
Then right do turn
The trap is sprung
The Persians flee
In headlong flight
Towards their rear
The fight is ours
No Hades gate
"Tis Medes who now
Will meet their Fate
For on this Plain
Of Marathon
The Greeks prevailed
Athens has won.
               
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