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What are we?⁠—what not?⁠—things in one day ending!

Man is a dream through shadows dimly seen.

But when a glory shines from God descending

Then rests on men a sunbright splendour-sheen

And life serene.

Speed thou, Aegina, mother love-adored,

This city on her voyage of freedom onward!

May Zeus’ and Aiakus’ blessing lift her sunward,

Peleus, Achilles, valiant Telamon ward!