Ancient of days! august Athena! where, Where are thy men of might? thy grand in soul? Gone–glimmering through the dream of things that were; First in the race that led to glory’s goal, They won, and pass’d away–Is this the whole?
Ancient of days! august Athena! where, Where are thy men of might? thy grand in soul? Gone–glimmering through the dream of things that were; First in the race that led to glory’s goal, They won, and pass’d away–Is this the whole?