If God Has Spoken, Why Is The

The Cemetery Is An Open Space Among The Ruins, Covered In Winter With Violets And Daisies. It Might Make One In Love With Death, To Think That One Should Be Buried In So Sweet A Place.

But Greece And Her Foundations Are Built Below The Tide Of War, Based On The Crystalline Sea Of Thought And Its Eternity; Her Citizens, Imperial Spirits, Rule The Present From The Past, On All This World Of Men Inherits Their Seal Is Set.

Songs Consecrate To Truth And Liberty.

Soul Meets Soul On Lovers' Lips.

Ah, Woe Is Me! Winter Is Come And Gone. But Grief Returns With The Revolving Year.