Belgium

La Belgique ne regrette rien

Not with her ruined silver spires,
Not with her cities shamed and rent,
Perish the imperishable fires
That shape the homestead from the tent.

Wherever men are staunch and free,
There shall she keep her fearless state,
And homeless, to great nations be
The home of all that makes them great.

Edith Wharton

Media: <html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">Belgium</h1><p class="epigraph"></p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">La Belgique ne regrette rien</p><div class="stanza"><p class="line"><span class="smallcaps">Not</span> with her ruined silver spires,</p><p class="line">Not with her cities shamed and rent,</p><p class="line">Perish the imperishable fires</p><p class="line">That shape the homestead from the tent.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Wherever men are staunch and free,</p><p class="line">There shall she keep her fearless state,</p><p class="line">And homeless, to great nations be</p><p class="line">The home of all that makes them great.</p></div><p class="byline">Edith Wharton</p></body></html>