“Clime of the unforgotten brave!
Whose land from plain to mountain-cave
Was Freedom’s home or Glory’s grave
Shrine of the mighty! Can it be
That this is all remains of thee?
Approach thou craven crouching slave
Say, is not this Thermopylae?
These waters blue that round you lave
Oh servile offspring of the free
Pronounce what sea, what shore is this?
The gulf; the rock of Salamis!
These scenes-their story not unknown
Arise, and make again your own”