Athens, The Eye Of Greece, Mother Of

His Rod Revers'd, And Backward Mutters Of Dissevering Power.

Praise From An Enemy Smells Of Craft.

Necessity And Chance Approach Not Me, And What I Will Is Fate.

Iris All Hues, Roses, And Jessamine Reared High Their Flourished Heads Between, And Wrought Mosaic; Underfoot The Violet, Crocus, And Hyacinth With Rich Inlay Broidered The Ground, More Coloured Than With Stone Of Costliest Emblem: Other Creature Here Beast, Bird, Insect, Or Worm Durst Enter None; Such Was Their Awe Of Man.

Freely We Serve, Because Freely We Love.