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...which is not mine, My spirit shall resume it —if we may Unbodied choose a sanctuary. I twine My hopes of being remembered in my line With my land's language...bar My name from out the temple where the dead Are honoured by the nations — let it beAnd light the laurels on a loftier head ! And be the Spartan's...

...spirit shall resume it—if we may Unbodied choose a sanctuary. I twine My hopes of being remember'd in my line With my land's language: if too fond and...bar My name from out the temple where the dead Are honor'd by the nations—let it be— And light the laurels on a loftier head ! And be the Spartan's...