To M.c. Of Athens

Son of the race that gave the world its best,
Of ancient Greece a noble type thou art,-
An Attic spirit transferred to the West,
The blood of Hellas pulsing at thy heart;
In homage to thyself and to thy land,
Accept, I pray, these simple lines of mine;
To one I offer both my heart and hand,
Before the other kneel, as at a shrine.