“Ye sons of the Greeks, on, on!”
And the Mede stept back from the eager attack
Of the Greek in Marathon.
8.
Hear’st thou the rattling of spears on the right?
See’st thou the gleam in the sky?
The gods come to aid the Greeks in the fight,
And the favouring heroes are nigh.
The lion’s hide I see in the sky,
And the knotted club so fell,