George Byron - Translation of the Famous Greek War Song 汉译

Songs of the Greeks, arise!

  The glorious hour’s gone forth,

And, worthy of such ties,

  Display who gave us birth.

          Songs of Greeks! let us go

          In arms against the foe,

          Till their hated blood shall flow

          In a river past our feet.

Then manfully despising

  The Turkish tyrant’s yoke,

Let your country see you rising,

  And all her chains are broke.

Brave shades of chiefs and sages,

  Behold the coming strife!

Hellenes of past ages,

  Oh, start again to life!

At the sound of my trumpet, breaking

  Your sleep, oh, join with me!

And the seven-hill’d city seeking,

  Fight, conquer, till we’re free.

        Songs of Greeks! let us go

        In arms against the foe,

        Till their hated blood shall flow

        In a river past our feet.

Sparta, Sparta, why in slumbers

  Lethargic dost thou lie?

Awake, and join my numbers

  With Athens, old ally!

Leonidas recalling,

  That chief of ancient song,

Who saved ye once from falling,

  The terrible the strong!

Who made that bold diversion

  In old Thermopylae,

And warring with the Persian

  To keep his country free;

With his three hundred waging

  The battle, long he stood,

And like a lion raging,

  Expired in seas of blood.

        Songs of Greeks! let us go

        In arms against the foe,

        Till their hated blood shall flow

        In a river past our feet.