A Spartan `scaping from the fight, His mother met him in his flight, Upheld a falchion to his breast, And thus the fugitive address`d: "Thou canst but live to blot with shame Indelible thy mother`s name, While every breath that thou shalt draw Offends against thy country`s law; But if thou perish by this hand, Myself indeed, throughout the land, To my dishonor, shall be known The mother still of such a son; But Sparta will be safe and free And that shall serve to comfort me."SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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