GHM Melos poem

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GHM Melos poem - by a poem grange First the jeweler the Two...
by a poem grange First the jeweler the Two death," window. fourth- broke shot in ago ran TO MELOS, POMEGRANATE ISLE. Grace Harriet Macurdy, in New York Tiows. (Destroyed liy Atbene, 416 B. C-, ijrcanar of ttpr rrfusal to break neutrality --T hue j-d ides V., 84-110: Eurlpjdes, "Trojan Women.") O thou Pomegranate of the Sea, Sweet llelian isle, across the years Thy Belgian sister calls to thee In anguished sweat of blood and Her fate like t h i n e -- a ruthless Hath ravaged all her loveliness. "God h a t e s the weak, might." Respect o The flame w i t h i n Ihv fanes Stilled by the foeman'a swarming hordes. Thy sons were slain, thy daughters To serve the lusts of stranger For Attic might thou didst defy, Thy folk the foeman slew as sheep. Across the years hear Belgium's ·'O sister, of the wine-dark deep. "Whose Cliffs gleam seaward roseate. Not one of all my m a r t y r But keeps his f a i t h Inviolate. Han kills our body, not our soul." How Athena spoiled t h y prosperous land. Atheniah lips with shame confess. Thou, too, a land of lovely arts. Of potter's and of sculptor's s k i l Thy folk of high u n d a u n t e As those that throb in Belgium W i t h i n thy harbor's circling rim T h e warships l o n ^ , w i t b r i g h t , Sailed bearing 1 A t h e n a ' message

Clipped from The Washington Post24 Dec 1914, ThuPage 6

The Washington Post (Washington, District of Columbia)24 Dec 1914, ThuPage 6
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