Abolish the detested luxury!
Leave not one stone upon another, raze
Athenai to the rock! Let hill and plain
Become a waste, a grassy pasture-ground
Where sheep may wander, grazing goats depend
From shapeless crags once columns! so at last
Shall peace inhabit there, and peace enough."
Whereon, a shout approved "Such peace bestow!"
Then did a Man of Phokis rise—O heart!
Rise—when no bolt of Zeus disparted sky,