Because it is beautiful that a brave death,
dropped on the front lines, fighting for their homeland.
is, however, the most painful thing of all
live like a pauper, leaving the country and its fertile fields,
errant with their mother and father dear old
children and the children yet and the legitimate wife.
This be an object of hatred for those whose country reaches
giving to an already wretched poverty;
disgrace his lineage, his noble face belies
and every vile slander and all goes with it.
Therefore, if there is no support for a wandering
nor respect, consideration and compassion,
bravely fight for our land
and die for our children without saving our lives.
So, oh youth, fight together
and do not give the sign of the shameful flight or fear; Do
big strong chest
your heart And do not have love for your life when you struggle with the enemy or flee
leaving fallen the older,
whose knees are not agile, old;
it is shameful that, fallen in the front rows,
lying on the floor in front of young people with older man ,
white head and white beard, breathing in the dust brave soul,
with bloody shame caught in the hands
-vision abominable, wicked thing to see-and naked
a young, however, everything is decent
while possessing the bright flower of youth friendly:sight causes admiration to the men and women love;fallen in the first row, is a hero.
Turn then, that each of you to remain in his post
with legs wide apart, firmly on the ground with both feet,
biting his lip with teeth.
Tyrtaeus of Sparta, Elegy (seventh century BC)
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