Explore "Belgium" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Ruined? destroyed? Ah, no; though blood in rivers ran / Down all her ancient streets; though treasures manifold / Love-wrought, Time-mellowed, and beyond the price of gold / Are lost, yet Belgium's star shines still in God's vast plan.
Rarely have Kings been great, since kingdoms first began; / Rarely have great kings been great men, when all was told. / But, by the lighted torch in mailèd hands, behold, / Immortal Belgium's immortal king, and Man.