Millions of tongues record thee, and anew Their ch — Lord Byron

Millions of tongues record thee, and anew Their children’s lips shall echo them, and say— “Here, where the sword united nations drew, Our countrymen were warring on that day!” And this is much, and all which will not pass away. 4

Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, III, st. 35

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