ByzantiumA Poem by MontagByzantium
We have such great tasks ahead of us. In battle, the charge of horsemen at night in fitful dreams we seek the abundant rain
O such great tasks. For we are not glutted like beasts but turn faces to heaven to receive the abundant rain.
Who is speaking? you ask. You may well ask. But it is enough for you to know the law is not made but lives within us in our consent the eyes with which we see faith not left behind. (chorus: not left behind) In the name of Byzantium the memory of Byzantium we call on eminent princes to come with the speed of sailing ships that wind cannot hold back that the bridge not fall the past remain. For you are nobler than you know. © 2024 Montag |
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Added on October 5, 2024 Last Updated on November 15, 2024 Author
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