Wikiquote:Quote of the day/July 8, 2014

Eugène Delacroix - Botzaris Surprises the Turkish Camp and Falls Fatally Wounded - Google Art Project.jpg
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Come to the bridal chamber, Death,
Come to the mother's, when she feels,
For the first time, her first born's breath;
Come, when the blessed seals
That close the pestilence are broke,
And crowded cities wail its stroke:
Come in consumption's ghastly form,
The earthquake shock, the ocean storm;
Come when the heart beats high and warm
With banquet song and dance and wine;
And thou art terrible: — the tear,
The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier,
And all we know, or dream, or fear,
Of agony, are thine.

But to the hero, when his sword
Has won the battle for the free,
Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word,
And in its hollow tones are heard
The thanks of millions yet to be.

~ Fitz-Greene Halleck ~

Marsigli Filippo - The Death of Markos Botsaris - Google Art Project.jpg

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The Greek child of David d'Angers reads the name of Botzaris.jpg