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With the leaves of the myrtle I'll cover my brand, / Like Harmodius and Aristogiton of yore; / When the tyrant they slew, and their dear native land / They caused with just laws to be governed once more.
O, beloved Harmodius! thou still art not dead, / In the Isles of the Blest thou still livest, they say; / Where the swift-heel'd Achilles and bold Diomed / Through sweet flowery meadows continually stray.
With the leaves of the myrtle I'll cover my blade, / Like Harmodius and Aristogiton of yore; / Who, whilst the high rites to Athena were paid, / The bold tyrant Hipparchus extended in gore.
And on earth ever, ever your glory shall glow, / Harmodius and Aristogiton, sun-bright; / Because ye the damnable tyrant laid low, / And restored to your country her law and her right.