The Three Hundred Poem by Elia Michael

The Three Hundred



We three hundred know we will die
We'll sacrifice our lives for all
Here under a mound we will lie
Fighting the Persians we will fall

They defended a mountain pass
The Gates of Fire against the horde
But they had been betrayed, alas
By Ephialtes, the abhorred

Simonides' epitaph reads:
'Go, tell the Spartans, stranger passing by
That here, obedient to their laws, we lie'
All Hellenes, remember their deeds!

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Elia Michael

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