Classic Poem

That thou should see the sights thou hast, and still
Have sight to see! Fathers, lovers, brothers,
Butchered, weltering in blood! The will
Of lustful Turks—thy sisters' fate and mother's:
Doomed to lingering death and desecration.
To tell the fearful deeds seen by thy eyes,
Thou sure were spared annihilation—
Thy destiny—to relate thy country's cries.

Aurora Mardiganion, thou hast
Not known a thousand deaths, and lived in vain
As thy faith triumphed over death at last,
So, too, Armenia shall rise again
From rotting bones to a place in the sun!
The Turk in leash and muzzled—hence must run!