Where his masted army came,
The subject isles uplift the pæan
Of glory to his name.
Strong Naxos, strong Eretria yield;
His captains near the shore
Of Marathon’s fair and fateful field,
Where a tyrant marched before.[[26]]
And a traitor guide, the sea beside,
Now marks the land for his own,
Where the marshes red shall soon be the bed