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Slay with your eyes, Greek, men over the face of the earth,  slay with your eyes, the host,  puny, passionless, weak.

Break, as the ranks of steel  broke of the Persian host:  craven, we hated them then:  now we would count them Gods beside these, spawn of the earth.

Grant us your mantle, Greek;  grant us but one  to fright (as your eyes) with a sword,  men, craven and weak,  grant us but one to strike  one blow for you, passionate Greek. 161