ANT. 1

By Algernon Charles Swinburne

But now, close-clad with peace,

While war lays hand on Greece,

The kingdoms and their kings stand by to see;

“Aha, we are strong,” they say,

“We are sure, we are well,” even they;

“And if we serve, what ails ye to be free?

We are warm, clothed round with peace and shame;

But ye lie dead and naked, dying for a name.”