The Cry of Sparta

Go tell the Spartans,
Stranger passing by,
That here, according to their laws
We lie.

– Epitaph at Thermopylae to honour the fallen

While waiting for the Persians, one said
‘They are close to us.’ Leonidas then replied,
‘Good. Then we are close to them.’

– Plutarch, On Sparta

Come back with your shields or upon them.
– Traditional Spartan quote

I hear the call of Sparta
Down in the valley below.
I stand upon the Mountain of Wolves,
Listening to the faint war cry.

Men and babes called to arms,
Both shall stand and fight.
Fear is learnt,
So can be removed.
Walk in the dark of night,
With the extinguished light.

Wander the graves by day,
Lest we forget
The tradition taught by the fearless
Who came back upon their sheilds.

Strength and honour,
Courage and grace.

Spears clash and break
Amid the bark of Wolves
And cries of Dragons.
Our foes retreat
By the mention of our name.

Training harsher than battles,
Men with the wills of granite;
To stand alone before
Before the fury of an empire.

Exquistite as a rock,
As simple as a Blade
Of grass. Spartan men and babes alone
In the light.

Moonless nights of bloodied hands
And faultless honour,
Of whistling wood
And of cracking spears.

Honourable deaths over
Life without honour.
One as a gift of Nature.
The other in our hands.
Not be the first to leave,
But the first to enter battle.
To understand what is noble
In Life is to echo through Death.

I hear the call of Sparta
Down in the valley below.
I stand upon the Mountain of Wolves,
Daring to wake The Dragon.

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