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First I salute this soil of the blessed river and rock	A
Gods of my birthplace d mons and heroes honour to all	B
Then I name thee claim thee for our patron co equal in praise	C
Ay with Zeus the Defender with Her of the gis and spear	D
Also ye of the bow and the buskin praised be your peer	D
Now henceforth and forever O latest to whom I upraise	C
Hand and heart and voice For Athens leave pasture and flock	A
Present to help potent to save Pan patron I call	B
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Archons of Athens topped by the tettix see I return	E
See 'tis myself here standing alive no spectre that speaks	C
Crowned with the myrtle did you command me Athens and you	F
Run Pheidippides run and race reach Sparta for aid	G
Persia has come we are here where is She Your command I obeyed	G
Ran and raced like stubble some field which a fire runs through	F
Was the space between city and city two days two nights did I burn	E
Over the hills under the dales down pits and up peaks	C
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Into their midst I broke breath served but for Persia has come	H
Persia bids Athens proffer slaves' tribute water and earth	I
Razed to the ground is Eretria but Athens shall Athens sink	J
Drop into dust and die the flower of Hellas utterly die	K
Die with the wide world spitting at Sparta the stupid the stander by	K
Answer me quick what help what hand do you stretch o'er destruction's brink	J
How when No care for my limbs there's lightning in all and some	H
Fresh and fit your message to bear once lips give it birth	I
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O my Athens Sparta love thee did Sparta respond	L
Every face of her leered in a furrow of envy mistrust	M
Malice each eye of her gave me its glitter of gratified hate	N
Gravely they turned to take counsel to cast for excuses I stood	O
Quivering the limbs of me fretting as fire frets an inch from dry wood	O
Persia has come Athens asks aid and still they debate	N
Thunder thou Zeus Athene are Spartans a quarry beyond	L
Swing of thy spear Phoibos and Artemis clang them 'Ye must'	L
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No bolt launched from Olumpos Lo their answer at last	L
Has Persia come does Athens ask aid may Sparta befriend	L
Nowise precipitate judgment too weighty the issue at stake	P
Count we no time lost time which lags thro' respect to the Gods	C
Ponder that precept of old 'No warfare whatever the odds	C
In your favour so long as the moon half orbed is unable to take	P
Full circle her state in the sky ' Already she rounds to it fast	L
Athens must wait patient as we who judgment suspend	L
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Athens except for that sparkle thy name I had mouldered to ash	Q
That sent a blaze thro' my blood off off and away was I back	R
Not one word to waste one look to lose on the false and the vile	S
Yet O Gods of my land I cried as each hillock and plain	T
Wood and stream I knew I named rushing past them again	U
Have ye kept faith proved mindful of honours we paid you erewhile	S
Vain was the filleted victim the fulsome libation Too rash	Q
Love in its choice paid you so largely service so slack	R
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Oak and olive and bay I bid you cease to en wreathe	I
Brows made bold by your leaf Fade at the Persian's foot	L
You that our patrons were pledged should never adorn a slave	V
Rather I hail thee Parnes trust to thy wild waste tract	L
Treeless herbless lifeless mountain What matter if slacked	L
My speed may hardly be for homage to crag and to cave	V
No deity deigns to drape with verdure at least I can breathe	I
Fear in thee no fraud from the blind no lie from the mute	L
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Such my cry as rapid I ran over Parnes' ridge	W
Gully and gap I clambered and cleared till sudden a bar	X
Jutted a stoppage of stone against me blocking the way	Y
Right for I minded the hollow to traverse the fissure across	C
Where I could enter there I depart by Night in the fosse	C
Athens to aid Tho' the dive were thro' Erebos thus I obey	Y
Out of the day dive into the day as bravely arise No bridge	W
Better when ha what was it I came on of wonders that are	X
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There in the cool of a cleft sat he majestical Pan	Z
Ivy drooped wanton kissed his head moss cushioned his hoof	A2
All the great God was good in the eyes grave kindly the curl	S
Carved on the bearded cheek amused at a mortal's awe	B2
As under the human trunk the goat thighs grand I saw	C
Halt Pheidippides halt I did my brain of a whirl	S
Hither to me Why pale in my presence he gracious began	Z
How is it Athens only in Hellas holds me aloof	A2
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Athens she only rears me no fane makes me no feast	L
Wherefore Than I what godship to Athens more helpful of old	L
Ay and still and forever her friend Test Pan trust me	C2
Go bid Athens take heart laugh Persia to scorn have faith	I
In the temples and tombs Go say to Athens 'The Goat God saith	I
When Persia so much as strews not the soil Is cast in the sea	C2
Then praise Pan who fought in the ranks with your most and least	L
Goat thigh to greaved thigh made one cause with the free and the bold '	-
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Say Pan saith 'Let this foreshowing the place be the pledge '	-
Gay the liberal hand held out this herbage I bear	D2
Fennel I grasped it a tremble with dew whatever it bode	L
While as for thee But enough He was gone If I ran hitherto	L
Be sure that the rest of my journey I ran no longer but flew	L
Parnes to Athens earth no more the air was my road	L
Here am I back Praise Pan we stand no more on the razor's edge	E2
Pan for Athens Pan for me I too have a guerdon rare	D2
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Then spoke Miltiades And thee best runner of Greece	C
Whose limbs did duty indeed what gift is promised thyself	A2
Tell it us straightway Athens the mother demands of her son	F2
Rosily blushed the youth he paused but lifting at length	I
His eyes from the ground it seemed as he gathered the rest of his strength	I
Into the utterance Pan spoke thus 'For what thou hast done	F2
Count on a worthy reward Henceforth be allowed thee release	C
From the racer's toil no vulgar reward in praise or in pelf '	-
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I am bold to believe Pan means reward the most to my mind	L
Fight I shall with our foremost wherever this fennel may grow	G2
Pound Pan helping us Persia to dust and under the deep	H2
Whelm her away forever and then no Athens to save	A2
Marry a certain maid I know keeps faith to the brave	A2
Hie to my house and home and when my children shall creep	H2
Close to my knees recount how the God was awful yet kind	L
Promised their sire reward to the full rewarding him so	G2
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Unforeseeing one Yes he fought on the Marathon day	Y
So when Persia was dust all cried To Akropolis	G2
Run Pheidippides one race more the meed is thy due	L
'Athens is saved thank Pan ' go shout He flung down his shield	L
Ran like fire once more and the space 'twixt the Fennel field	L
And Athens was stubble again a field which a fire runs through	L
Till in he broke Rejoice we conquer Like wine thro' clay	Y
Joy in his blood bursting his heart he died the bliss	G2
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So to this day when friend meets friend the word of salute	L
Is still Rejoice his word which brought rejoicing indeed	L
So is Pheidippides happy forever the noble strong man	Z
Who could race like a god bear the face of a god whom a god loved so well	S
He saw the land saved he had helped to save and was suffered to tell	S
Such tidings yet never decline but gloriously as he began	Z
So to end gloriously once to shout thereafter be mute	L
Athens is saved Pheidippides dies in the shout for his meed	L

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