The Sun, the soil—but not the slave, the same;—

Unchanged in all except its foreign Lord,

Preserves alike its bounds and boundless fame[fw]

The Battle-field, where Persia's victim horde

First bowed beneath the brunt of Hellas' sword,

As on the morn to distant Glory dear,

When Marathon became a magic word; [39.B.]

Which uttered, to the hearer's eye appear[fx]

The camp, the host, the fight, the Conqueror's career,[fy]