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Not in sunk Spain's prolong'd death agony; / Not in rich England, bent but to make pour / The flood of the world's commerce on her shore; / Not in that madhouse, France, from whence the cry / Afflicts grave Heaven with its long senseless roar; / Not in American vulgarity, / Nor wordy German imbecility --
Lies any hope of heroism more.
Hungarians! Save the world! Renew the stories / Of men who against hope repell'd the chain, / And make the world's dead spirit leap again!
On land renew that Greek exploit, whose glories / Hallow the Salaminian promontories, / And the Armada flung to the fierce main.