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  Yet Brahmans rule Benares still, Buddh-Gaya's ruins pit the hill, And beef-fed zealots threaten ill To Buddha and Kamakura.

A tourist-show, a legend told, A rusting bulk of bronze and gold, So much, and scarce so much, ye hold The meaning of Kamakura?

But when the morning prayer is prayed, Think, ere ye pass to strife and trade, Is God in human image made No nearer than Kamakura? 

The Greek National Anthem
 1918

thee of old, Oh divinely restored, By the light of thine eyes And the light of thy Sword.

From the graves of our slain Shall thy valour prevail As we greet thee again— Hail, Liberty! Hail!

Long time didst thou dwell Mid the peoples that mourn, Awaiting some voice That should bid thee return. 