Athens, The Eye Of Greece, Mother Of

And Sing To Those That Hold The Vital Shears; And Turn The Adamantine Spindle Round, On Which The Fate Of Gods And Men Is Wound.

The Starry Cope Of Heaven.

The Great Creator From His Work Returned Magnificent, His Six Days' Work, A World.

And Out Of Good Still To Find Means Of Evil.

Nor Think Thou With Wind Of æry Threats To Awe Whom Yet With Deeds Thou Canst Not.