IONIAN

Although we broke their statutes,

and drove them out of their temples,

the gods did not die out at all because of that.

Oh, land of Ionia, it is you they still love,

it is you their souls still remember.

When dawn comes on you on an August morning

the vigor of their lives goes through your atmosphere.

And at times the ethereal figure of a youth,

obscure, with quick steps

passes over your hills.

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